C168 Love and free 5

The blank of the first day flashed past.

The wood looked out the window at the peach blossoms blooming and withering, adjusting and opening.

I was five years old, and Zorn was seven, and together we ran out of the orphanage gate to see the daisies in full bloom in the sun.

Xuan, looking at her diary piece of words, smiled, did not say anything, but the heart is very painful