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Category: Romantic
State: Completion
I stared at the green flowers and vines in the courtyard, and the sun was dazzling like a broken diamond. The eyes are dry and astringent and sour. For a moment, I really wanted to cry. The owner of the yard told me that the lush plant would soon be cut down. Because the house is going to be demolished. If it's too late, wait another month for it to bloom for the last time. Even plants have time to bloom gorgeous flowers, so what about me?