Xie Jiayu, who died that day, was my girlfriend.
Ex-girlfriend, to be precise.
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In their senior year of high school, Wang Jiayi and Xie Jiayu became roommates.
One is immersed in writing the topic, and the other is traveling far away for the stage.
"Xie Jiayu." Wang Jiayi stood in the pouring rain, looking at the person in front of her.
"Am I the only one in your life who you can easily abandon?"
Xie Jiayu held an umbrella and left without looking back.
"The breeze has good intentions, and those who meet them are entertained" --- "Gan Xing"
Free short articles for yourself.
Intention: Even if the ending is not what you want, it will be a blessing to meet you