Late Youth Mourning

About This Novel

That day I dreamed that I was passing by an old house. The rusty iron door was locked. It seemed to be about your childhood, those years that I had never touched. When I met you later, we talked a lot face to face and exchanged insignificant greetings. I didn't mention the door or the lock. Later, it was a long time apart, and there was nothing we could do for each other.

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