This is an immature story that took root in my immature heart. I've decided to write it down, whether you like it or not.
This is a six-year-long, obsessive love story about a boy whose eyes held not a glimmer of light and the person he loved deeply...
"I like you. Do you believe me?" he asked him, lost in a daze.
Just as he was about to answer, a taxi sped through the falling snow and carried him away from those four years that could never be turned back.
I don't want to reveal the ending too soon. Whether their love feels tragic or joyful is for you to decide.
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This article is really awesome to read on Valentine's Day.
I'm a little bit unwilling to end like this, but I still think this ending is the best.
Happy Valentine's Day, well written
I'm here to see the scumbag again.
Some places still need to be modified. Like: ["It's you, how about you go and play?" Damn, what's going on today? We're all here for a party. I felt a little depressed, and looked at that person with thorns in my eyes. He realized something and left without saying anything. Who said this? . It's best to explain it clearly. . There are some other places, take a closer look and change them.
Let me rate it~ It feels pretty good, so I'll keep it for now.
I still like this style. Plain