How timid and faint the hidden love is. It's a kind of love that you cannot find way out after stepping in. It all starts from myself and a completely unnoticed him, and one day, when he walks away, I have to call it quits unwillingly, and that's it, so called love-in-secret. Without even once budding, I dare not picture the fruit, just like a drenched new bud, helpless, it's all about a hidden love.
How the shy and cowardly crush, crush on he went, did not find the exit trapped love. The beginning of my own, but what he did not know, if one day suddenly out of my sight, you will passively end is the secret crush. Time did not sprout development, so did not dare to dream of fruit buds, like love, like to get wet, this is no alternative but to crush
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