Jiangnan in 2018 is very warm, warm enough to melt everything.

I stood in front of her tombstone and watched the spring grass flourish.

"Hagaoka, I've come to see you."

I thought that when I saw that smiling black and white photo again, I would cry like I had before. But I didn't cry.

An Yuqiu is gone, Zhang Huaixu is gone, I can only protect myself.

In the past five years, I have become cheerful and have never shed a tear again. In a group of blonde people, I can always see a bright figure, and the more lively the place, the more I can feel his presence......

Chapter 83 of "Youth Scattered into Songs" The old man has returned, it should be the past is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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