——I still remember the people in my spring boudoir’s dream
Some people are destined for the rest of their lives with just one glance, and the trajectories of the rest of their lives will inevitably converge.
Her eyes are direct and unconcealed and she dodges with a little shyness
She has fiery curly red hair and she just swirls it loosely around her ear
"Smitten"
She wrote her the first poem she was not good at
It's just that at dinner she knew she liked such a beautiful form
"I'm afraid the cold will catch you" "You smell like cookies"
That unfinished first kiss was like a light that made each other see clearly and understood each other
“Abigail Abigail Abigail“
“you are my city of joy“
The two get to know each other and get along with each other, and each diary also quietly settles into each other's hearts.
Even if the ending is an inevitable blizzard
It's a fire that can't be extinguished
"imagination"
in their respective struggles
On the edge of reality and dream
They sat on the roof as usual and stared at each other...for a long, long time
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