After the farewell, the lovesickness was empty, and it has been three lifetimes since we looked back.
When Beckett Yan first heard this poem, he just sighed in his heart.
What kind of friendship does it take to make one look back on the past full of endless lovesickness?
He knows now.
The time he lived with Xiaoniao was not long, but the memories of Thatcher Feng in the house were quite long.
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