Quietly recalling the past, the diary in our hands belongs to our youth. It's a story that only belongs to us.
Everything starts from transferring to another school. Everything ends from transferring to another school.
"I like you, Ayang."
"Well, I like you too, Shen Zhaoling."
"Let's be together! Ayang."
"Okay."
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Shen Zhaoling, please help me take care of her. She would be scared if she was left alone. Please, my sister can't be alone, she can't be alone...
"Ayang... What about me?"
Thoughts: Updates are a bit slow