{Loving you, is it instinct or fate? }
The past gradually emerges, but your figure becomes increasingly blurred.
There is such a real sense of compatibility,
How could you not exist in my memories...
Don't tell me that it's not me you love.
Don't tell me, it turns out that the one I love... Isn't you either...
Modern supernatural romance drama. Quickly updating...
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