Write a story and give it to yourself, in this quiet night.
Write a story, just for yourself, in this sleepless night.
——Inscription
Missing, did you hear the call of the night, and then it became long?
Can't find the answer.
I am just a woman, seeking warmth every night, on the street where I have lost my love.
I am just a woman. While looking for happiness, I accidentally lost it.
I, Luo Litong. The rain hits the sycamore trees, and the dust has settled!
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