※Read the article but not the person.
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Ten years after graduation, Lin Jiahe gave her a hundred bouquets of pink baby's breath.
What she got in exchange was her wedding invitation.
There was a strong sea breeze that night. She held roses in her hands and wore a white dress and went to the beach.
The moonlight is like scales, ripples on the turbulent sea, breaking one wave after another...
Gorgeous red roses, plain long white dress.
Her bare feet were cold under the water, and it was her first time wearing a skirt.
＊Lin Jiahe×Jiang Jingyuan
＊There is a prototype, adapted from real events.
Minor spoilers↓
The curtain shook, the pen rolled down, and there was another piece of paper on the wall of notes.
The corners of the paper were rolled up, and there were no wishes or words about a bright future on it. There were only two lines of words, which were explanations to myself:
——I can't bear to die
I'm greedy for you
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Still thinking of you.
You are the little piece of luck that the silver letter leaves are floating down randomly when the wind blows but hangs on the black hair. You are the one who dares not to touch but is reluctant to part with you.
Intention: tell me