Her youthful ignorance made her stay away from him.
Wandering outside, her lonely heart was like a candle swaying in the wind.
I called his name thousands of times, but I woke up from my dream again and again.
Five years later, she came back.
When we met again, we didn't have the same tacit understanding as before.
Every awkward exchange of glances, every painful passing by,
They are all so familiar yet strange.
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June, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely love you very much!
Unfortunately, everything is just a fantasy.