A pair of twins:
One is sunshine, the other is dark;
One is vigorous, the other is weak;
One is awkward, the other is strong...
It seems that there are always endless stories surrounding them. Young life probably lies in this, not in too much sway, not in too little ink, but in no more and no less troubles, no more and no less sweetness...
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P. S. The locked chapters are just to remind myself what to write. They have no special meaning. I have a history of forgetting the outline in the middle of writing⊙⊙bhan|||