The dim street lights like yellow leaves were on, and the shadows under the lights were holding hands. The laughter echoed on the small road, and even the noisy intersection could not be heard. The eyes were full of love, and it seemed that the days to come would be like this. I did not reject it. I thought, "Let him come in, let him come in." At that moment, It is obviously short, but time passes faster and faster, and the memories become more and more blurred. It seems that if it slows down a little, he will go elsewhere, "Keep him, he will always belong to you" tentatively leading the way, "Sit down, close your eyes, don't open your eyes." I will fall lightly, and fall with a kiss, an immature kiss.
Intention: Confession