She couldn't help but quicken her pace.
The snow made a slight chirping sound when she stepped on it, and a bunch of chaotic and chaotic footprints were left where she stepped.
He heard the movement behind him, maintained his posture of answering, and slowly turned around.
At that moment, the whole world was so silent that you could hear the beating of your pulse.
The sky is full of white snow.
A beautiful young man smiling under the tree.
That moment of looking back seemed to be captivating.
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There is only half of the glimmering summer.
Because the other half, she has lost forever.
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It's a serial from a long time ago, "It's Always Sunny"
In fact, it was completed a long time ago, but I have been struggling with whether to make it public. After all, it was really written a long, long time ago.
I decided to finish updating it today. The column has not been updated in several years and has grown weedy. 3 Chapters updated every day.
Young and ignorant childish writing, please pat me down