I am a secret admirer, and like many people, I am in love with someone who sparkles.
My name is Zhang Niannian and his name is Gu Huixiang. The name is very fateful, right: if you remember it, there will be echoes.
But I have no connection with him, I am just his school friend. I didn't stand out so much that I thought he couldn't remember me.
Really, he really didn't remember me.
My appearance, my name, even my existence.
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This is an article similar to a short novel, and I can't change it now! Trouble, trouble! ! Feel sorry! ! (Actually, I still don't know what kind of article this is.)
