After saying "sorry", years have passed, and when we see each other again, my heart is still not at peace.
"I never want to leave. I know that as long as I stay here, I will always see you again. I just want to see you again..."
"Really? I just want to take a look, that's all?"
"Well... Maybe it would be better to hold her..."
The sweet-scented osmanthus is falling, the fragrance is floating, and the eyes are brighter than the stars. If every first love has to experience the joys and sorrows of separation and separation, then I am really glad that we have the patience to hold the red thread in our hands, pulling it, and never leaving it.
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