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Seventeen Years Old, Writing to My Mother Childhood sweethearts meet and know each other, accompany and wait, care and long for each other, and the fate of a strange combination of circumstances makes each other miss each other. If I no longer have the ability to love you, would it be too cruel for you to ask others to love you. If you hadn't fallen in love with him, I might never be able to forgive myself in this life. Fall in love with him and forget about me. Intention: Destiny is always playing tricks on us who are looking for happi —Favorites10Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Lusheng Flowers Are Half Blooming Childhood sweethearts meet and know each other, accompany and wait, care and long for each other, and the fate of a strange combination of circumstances makes each other miss each other. If I no longer have the ability to love you, would it be too cruel for you to ask others to love you. If you hadn't fallen in love with him, I might never be able to forgive myself in this life. Fall in love with him and forget about me. Intention: Destiny is always playing tricks on us who are looking for happi —Favorites10Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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I Love You the Most on the Road The parents' marriage came to an end, and overnight, the three siblings experienced separation and death many years later. Thousands of kilometers apart, different life trajectories began. We met again after more than twenty years, but we were so close that we couldn't recognize each other. Fate always makes us meet and pass by each other at the wrong time. After they grow up, they go their separate ways. When the gears of fate turn, it turns out that the person closest to them is right in front —Favorites22Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Hello, My Time Traveler. When I was sixteen, I fell in love with someone who didn't like me. He radiated light like the sun. He was the center of attention in the crowd. And I am just a star without a name, surrounding him and paying attention to him. My notebook is filled with his name, his hobbies, and his smiles. The sky is so dazzling that I can only look at it from a distance, but I can never touch it. My first love at the age of eighteen, with roses and candles, in front of everyone, guitar playing and singing, a —Favorites7Clicks/ch—Nutrition