Before I was seventeen years old, I thought "like" was the sweetest iced watermelon in midsummer, and when I took a bite, the world would be filled with red.
Later I understood that liking can also be a silent tide——
Liang Jinzhi stood in the moonlight and used a whole sea of silence to hold up a star for me.
Intention: When the world kisses him with pain, she holds the whole summer in his arms
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Love is not an innate talent, but an ability that can be learned.