This article is purely fictitious, please do not imitate it. It was co-written by various pen pals.
Clouds and mist are everywhere, and the stars are surging. In the face of this grand conspiracy, we have long been unable to look back...
"It turns out that the person I like is no longer the young, promising and high-spirited person..."
"But what I like is still the young and frivolous boy with bright clothes and angry horses."
"I no longer remember the boy I was before"
"Maybe many years later, our appearance has changed and everything has changed, but I can still recognize you at a glance among the crowd." "I don't believe it."
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