In the midsummer of that year, one look back will freeze a lifetime.
The young man's head was a little dizzy, but he knew very well that he loved the person in front of him now.
[The fruits of midsummer are always so bitter.
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The departure of autumn and the arrival of winter, leaning against the wall, his face only looked cold to that person in the past.
[The Christmas tree is made of pine, and you are my sweetheart.
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The dark night covered the bustling city in the past, and the window reflected the beauty's face. The beauty's hand stroking the window couldn't help but exert some force, showing the beauty's nervous mood at this time.
[The adult world is so painful, let me comfort you.
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The fragrance on his body that day fascinated the man, but it was a bit unreal.
[Starry night, I want to be your lover.
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The throbbing of youth cannot define a lifetime; but the persistence of youth can determine the rest of life.
Concept: Twelve years of love VS five years of secret love
