Han Jiangxue
by Han Xueli
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He never knew what his destiny was. Sometimes he really hoped that he would be the owner of an oil shop in the village, guarding the mountains and rivers all his life. How wonderful it would be to live like that. When he was young, he always felt that the outside world must be very good, and he always wanted to go out. But later, he discovered that his hometown had always been in his heart, but he knew that he could not go back. However, he always told himself that no matter what situation, what level, no matter what identity outsiders gave him, he must be himself and control his own destiny, just for her, not to let her down, not to embarrass her, not to let her be embarrassed forever because of him, knowing that this is difficult, how simple it is to just go with the flow, especially His status, his identity, the people behind him, this was too easy, as long as he was willing, but he couldn't. He looked at the sycamore flowers outside the window. The sycamore flowers were blooming leisurely in May, with a sweet fragrance in the morning breeze. His mood calmed down a lot. He looked at the drawings and photos on the table, stepped forward to put them away, and put them in the dark grid behind the bookcase.
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