没有你的第一百三十九天
i smiled at our memories.
the first skip of my heartbeat was a pull of my bag.
yes, outside the hall,
i remembered vividly.
but later on,
all these made me numb.
haha.
i smiled at our memories.
the first skip of my heartbeat was a pull of my bag.
yes, outside the hall,
i remembered vividly.
but later on,
all these made me numb.
haha.
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