Tang Qiu loves to eat sweets. In late autumn, he would sit under a tree, with ginkgo leaves flying in the sky scattered on the ground. He would hold a book, hold a piece of candy in his mouth, and appreciate the beauty of the decay of all things, savoring the sweetness in pain...
It was late autumn again, and she met the fireworks in her heart...
Work hard, finally choose, let go.
Secret love is the eternal pain of youth
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Wadi's first article, the writing style is a bit jerky, please don't spray it
There are two endings (be, he
You can choose and see by yourself
Short Stories & Campus
Intention: Be brave, have a vigorous youth, and don't regret it.