In the spring night, the wind held the hands of Baihua, the boy held the girl's hand, the girl held the girl's hand, and Luo Lan held Liu Lianyou's hand.
"But, we are all girls."
"I'm counting one, two, three. If you don't speak, I'm going to leave. One... Two..."
"Don't, don't, don't..."
"Even if you are a little rabbit or a little ant, I still like you."
"You..."
"Liu Lianyou, I'm leaving."
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Liu Lianyou grabbed the arm, the arm that held her hand.
Luo Lan bent down and held her in his arms.
"Little Universe, I've had a hard time waiting for you."
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Forgiveness is the most difficult thing in the world. Liu Lianyou found this letter that was seven years late from the iron box that was still gathering dust. This letter should have fallen into her heart.
Purpose: We will all become better people
