Imagination's Book and Story
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I Walked Away after His First Love Returned
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I prepared a table of food and waited for him to come back. He didn't take a glance, but just packed his own luggage. He spoke coldly, "I can't spend Mid-Autumn Festival with you this year." I didn't say anything, just ate the crabs silently. In the middle of the night, his first love sent a friend circle on time. In the photo, she was lying on his back with a smile on her face, and there was a bright full moon outside the window. With the text "Raise a cup to invite the moon, to the shadow into a pair of people." I did not hysterically question, just faintly clicked a like. His phone call, the tone of voice through a trace of panic: "You do not think too much, I will be with you next time for the Mid-Autumn Festival ......". After I froze for a few seconds, I smiled gently and didn't answer. Next time? There won't be a next time.