“The taste of unrequited love is like the slightly yellow fallen leaves after autumn, which is beautiful and cruel.” The boy leaned under the tree beside the playground with his back in his hands and said to himself, and the sun sprinkled on his face through the gloom above his head. He yawned and closed his eyes.

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