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Title : The Healing Sunshine
Type : Chinese Novel
Author : Mo Bao Fei Bao
Summary
To Lalisa Manobal, Jeon Jungkook is the joy in her childhood, a cup of coffee in her teenage years, that kite especially painted just for her, that part of A Chinese Odyssey she never finished, that irreplaceable longing and love in her dull life.
Lalisa chased after his back, followed in his footsteps, liked the things that he liked.
To Lalisa, the whole of her youth, from the moment she met Jungkook, was carved with only one name.
To Jeon Jungkook, Lalisa Manobal is the soft ray of light at dawn, the warmest existence, the care kept deepest in his heart. He has once, for the sake of his dreams, forsaken her, hurt her, but in the end, he returned by her side.
She is the very first of his memories, as well as the Lalisa he loves the most.
"Ah Jungkook, I am Lisa."
No person is an isolated island, except for you.
That day, he looked outside the window and saw a white olive tree in the open field.
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Reporter Song is quite different from her appearance.
Reporter Song works very diligently.
Reporter Song is a bit cute.
Today I saw white olive trees with reporter Song. It was very special.
My New Year's wish is to to marry her.
--Li Jungkook
Ah Jungkook, you need to pay attention to your safety.
Ah Jungkook, I like the scenery that has you in it
Ah Jungkook, don't be afraid. I will take you home.
Ah Jungkook, you are the best person I have ever met.
Ah Jungkook, you have worked hard.
--Song Lisa
"Ah Jungkook, I want to be a bird in my next life."
"Then I will be a big tree."
After witnessing the deepest darkness, the most ferocious evil, and the ugliest horror, I am nonetheless grateful to have seen the light, the kindness, and the most beautiful of souls.
I am nonetheless thankful to have seen that grove of white olive trees with my own eyes.
I knew it was a mirage; the intersection of where the sky and the ground meet in the desert.
And you were always by my side; the brightest light in the dark boundless night.
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