Was reading through some of the old stuffs.
Though those words are just words, memories start running in.
Many things were not recorded, but I just remember it.
I miss those times, I miss those joy, I miss us.
I always ask myself if ... , will it be different?
I always remind myself how good the times were.
多么想念你,你是否一样 ?
你有再怀念以前吗 ?
但我知道我只是想念以前的我们.
希望你现在很好.
曾经是我最好的...
if we ever meet again, I guess I am only left with a greeting.
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