When we first met, the humidity in Hui Nantian had just arrived.
The sultry heat of the rainy season is like the secret thoughts of youth that cannot be made public.
During the time we spent together, returning to Nantian became more and more intense.
The boy's lonely wandering evaporated with the water vapor and turned into a vague mist.
The moment of secret love and the unbearable return to Nantian will finally pass.
What follows is a hot, bright summer.
It's the next tomorrow.
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The hypocritical young master attacks & the tenacity and bravery suffer
I can write when I'm free, and I write without thinking.
Intention: Love freedom, love yourself
