Before I grew up, my heart’s likes cannot be exported

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Before I grow up, I always can’t speak out my love for somebody, yet the dislike in my heart is quite unbridled.

After I become a grown-up, I become plain-spoken when falling in love with somebody, but all the distaste has been buried in my heart.
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Before I grew up, my heart’s likes cannot be exported | Ecency