
Reincarnation: Stone of Immortality
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Not every story has an ending, even if I am the author. In Shanghai in 1943, the last scene in my memory was the cold train tracks, without the proper hugs and kisses, and without a happy or sad ending. The final connection: nearly a century later, I learned about your wedding date and witnessed the happiest and most beautiful bride in the world who was not mine. It turns out that clear high heels match that wedding dress better than the white sneakers I chose for you. I smiled reluctantly. You may not be able to remember when exactly you got this extremely strange thing. I said that my heart does not belong to you, but to the world. You said that you hate such insecure feelings. Yes, when I really came here, my heart was in my hometown 1,843 kilometers away. It is raining in Nanjing, as if you are crying. Rarely do I want to write a story completely. I think people who listen to the story must first resonate with it and understand what you are expressing between the lines, and then they will be willing to read and listen. And when I tell this story, it seems unlikely to happen in the eyes of ordinary people. So much so that when I wanted to describe it in the first person, I was still considering whether I should bear the strangeness of the people around me. Maybe you just treat it as a fictional event to watch. But you have to understand that stories can come from life...
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