That day I saw a girl wearing a white shawl in the teahouse, and she became the reason for me to come here again.
I had no idea she would make me so upset.
But Lin Jin.
What hurts me most is not that you let go of my hand, but that I feel that my hand is not comfortable in your hand. Even if you don't let go, I will let go.
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A few months later I received a delivery.
Inside is a camera.
I recognize that camera.
That was the first time I saw these photos.
Every one is me.
It's a memory from when I was nineteen years old.
Memories about her.
Intention: love, gl
