Some people say: The encounter of people is like fate

It's like him and her, looking back at the university with their eyes raised

How can there be so many graces and talents

The most people in this world are ordinary and attractive people

There is no such thing as love at first sight, let alone electric sparks

It's nothing more than sitting in the same class and in the same classroom

Going to the same event, there is nothing else to cross

For 4 years, he studied moderate, played basketball and played games part-time

God knows when I secretly gave birth to my thoughts, it's hard to say

In 4 years, she studied middle and upper school, learned piano, and went to the mall to buy snacks

I don't know when I secretly had feelings and was ashamed to speak

So he turned around and missed, and the years were like a dream, and he ended without a problem

In the past, life was in a hurry

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