Ten years.
Twenty years.
Even longer.
The friendship that I thought was unbreakable in childhood has gradually faded away as time goes by, but the promise I made at the beginning is still clear to my eyes.
However, what is lost can never be recovered.
It has nothing to do with the parents, this is a story about children growing up.
Growing up, I performed all the joys and sorrows.
Reader comments
Love, love, I want to blow up this fairy tale
DaDa, I suddenly discovered that DaDa has a trap. It has not been updated for a long time.
Love, love, I want to blow up this fairy tale
DaDa, I suddenly discovered that DaDa has a trap. It has not been updated for a long time.
Update soon, I like to read it
Oops, I hit zero out of habit_(:>‖∠)_