No matter at the beginning or end of the story, fate guides me on a path that leads to light and beauty. I placed my hope on each other's feelings, thinking that as long as there is love in each other's hearts, the road will eventually come to an end. I never knew that this road was paved with a kind of thorns called "reality". Although it was not too prominent, it deeply hindered each other's footsteps. I tried hard to hold him, but I didn't expect that the boy I once loved so much threw away my arm. Faced with his child-like cowardice and helplessness, I had no choice but to let go. Perhaps, we are no longer children, so we cannot afford too much love without hesitation. A love as perfect as a fairy tale can only stay in each other's imagination!
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