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When I Meet You, the Breeze Is Not Dry
Fish Crossing the RoadRomance7k WordsOngoing
It's already very hot in Xiamen in April, and I can't tell at what second I started to see only him. That was a few years ago, before I learned to forget. He always wears all black, and his right hand is holding the backrest of the seat in front of me. That hand is dazzlingly white. Me, even the sneak shots of his back were blurry, but I remember every detail of that year clearly. Later, I found out his zodiac sign, what time he studied, cooked, and practiced piano. I also found out that he w
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