That day
I quietly watched your long eyelashes as black and thick as crow feathers, gleaming in the sunlight, licking every bit of them like a cub.
You lower your head, and the fiery red train seems to be much blurred in my eyes, flying like willows.
I raised my feet and walked towards the city gate, the white skirt of my clothes was scratched, and the melodious fragrance of flowers lingered around me, following me forward.
I didn't look back at him. The master is right, some fate is destined to have no ending.
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The text is in third person and HE! ! ! Highlight/Double Clean
Chu Kai
Intention: A sweet article? Scratching one's head