You were born to belong to the stars, and you have a bright future.
You are destined to be a scenery that I cannot have.
I am the passer-by who is lucky enough to pass by your flowers...
If the sun is too bright, it will make people want to chase it; if the moon is too bright, it will only make people feel unattainable.
The sun's rays are not as bright as yours; the stars' rays of light are not as bright as yours.
And you are such an existence that makes people want to retreat unconsciously. You are such a distant existence.
Before meeting you, I never thought I would be so partial to one color.
And in a brief glance, the color of the world seems to have faded away, leaving only you with such rich colors.
The morning light was dim, walking through the white and faded crossroads. In the green cover on both sides, capture the belated figure. More than three hundred days a year, I am waiting for a belated person.
I always pretend to be casual and pursue your figure, passing by the wild flowers that have been blooming for most of the summer, running through the red and white striped playground, and passing by your neat and orderly desk.
Just like a clear spring flowing on the ground, it is calm on the surface, but in fact it is undercurrent.
When was it? When did I start paying attention to your every move?
It was on an ordinary but not ordinary day, the sun was just right, just enough for me to see you clearly, and I happened to meet the most unforgettable and dazzling you in my life.
"Lu Xi, nice to meet you."
"You are the person I have been chasing my entire youth!"
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An unsigned love letter reveals a secret love that ended in vain.
"Peaches and plums do not say anything, but they make their own mistakes."
"I'm Taori, nice to meet you."
"Me too, nice to meet you."
Intention: A secret love that never ends