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I'm not alone if I've loved you.
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That year, in the evening after school, a bicycle, carrying the weight of two people, traveling through the city. Fingers gripped the hem of the shirt, listening to the bicycle bell ringing all the way, the wind rolled up the clothes of the two of us entangled together. The memories are frozen in time. However, after all these years, you never looked back, and I stayed in the year we met. I realized that I...