Is the Only Disease That Likes You

[Short story of pure HE, completed, ZM1 boy band] The mutual crush they had when they were young became an excuse to leave, and their ignorant feelings became a piece of waste paper. If confession does not result in love, then let us start over and be good friends for life! They met in that coffee shop. The day they met was the starting point and the end. It was the starting point of their meeting and the end of their togetherness. It always rains in Nanke... Nanke is a dream, it is too long, Nanke is another dream, there is no way to escape. So... I was wondering if I could meet up tomorrow I hope you will no longer dislike my disease Thank you, thank you for your company over the years, and for no longer despising my disease [Next book: "The Crowd", still a ZM1 boy band, a joint article] Intention: Can we meet again tomorrow?