endless roses

Chapter 121 Lover's Daydream
Can't sleep at night, have a forgotten dream, hear a song and decide to listen to it no matter how bad the lyrics are.

After a closer look, it turned out that it was not Zweig, with eyebrows and eyes a little bit like Balzac, and a beard, without the arrogant look and contemptuous coquettish air of a literati.Like Márquez, that guy has the winning chance to charm women written in his eyes.

On the night of the full moon, the school is beautiful, and I am also very happy.When I came back, the grand graduation party had come to an end. I saw them cleaning the scene, seeing the huge stage equipment, and the bright and strong lights projected on the empty white chairs. Those chairs were like those used for garden weddings.

February 6, evening

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