Snow Mountain Rose

Hii, just call me x. I am Lin You, he is Y, Peng Hong. "Ahong, that year, my summer only lasted for two months." We were together for two and a half months, but these two and a half months were enough for me to let go for more than a year. My y, do you still remember me? I am x. After writing this paragraph, I won't care even if you die in the future, but Y, you know, I can't finish this paragraph. "Peng, starting from today, I won't wait for you to come to me." I think we will both shine in places where the other cannot see Intention: I think we are sorry