Love at the age of seventeen is as clear and soft as the white clouds in the sky, and love at the age of twenty-five is as blue and profound as the sea.
But what about twenty-eight-year-old love?
Wherever you go, I will follow you. Pull the hook!
Do you still remember the three things you promised me?
Stay with me, love me, don't leave me.
Just a short story. Update as you like
Concept: Lily Novels
