You and I were young at that time and didn't understand love and hatred...
At that time, you and I were young and dependent on each other...
At that time, when you and I were young, we could only look at each other...
I once thought that as long as I followed my footsteps, I would always find you, and you would always find me...
I once thought you were the greatest magician who always made my life as bright as spring...
What left on that street corner was not only me but also our youth...
What about now... Dear you... If I turn this corner... Can I meet you again...
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