It was already autumn when we met, but it was still so hot. The girl's eyes were clear, and her eyes were full of him. It was midsummer when we parted, but the girl felt cold. She has a bright smile on the outside, but there are endless scars on the inside.
——The love you had when you were a teenager seems to never get a response. No matter how you look at it, it all seems like wishful thinking.
——The little sunflower should follow the little sun.
"Little sunflowers are always full of enthusiasm"
"Her smile seems to have stayed in junior high school forever and will never come back."
That day, she wore the white dress she wore during the dance at the Art Festival of the third grade of junior high school, danced on the building, and finally jumped off.
"Awu will always be Awu, and will always be Xie Jing's Awu."
"I've been waiting for you here for a long time."
"How silly."
——Peach blossom represents spring and the beginning of life
"When the peach blossoms bloom next year, come and see me, okay?"
"Xie Jing, I only remember four words: justice and truth."
She gently wiped his tears with her bloody hand, and used her last bit of strength to say to him, "Stop crying. Your eyes will be red from crying, which is not good-looking."
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