
Meet the Other Side
About This Novel
The flowers on the other side are blooming and I don't miss you. I forget the river and have no intention of returning to my hometown. Drunk life and dreaming, death and life again, the lonely shadow in the cold night. There are flowers in other houses to explain the meaning, but this one blooms alone. Day after day, year after year, spring and autumn year after year. The bloodthirsty ghost calls back old acquaintances, and looking back from the bridge writes tenderness. In the past life, we had no fate to grow old together, but in this life, we have fate but are separated from each other.
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Official(1)Scraped 16d ago
It is new and layered, and it is also a new beginning.
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Community(0)
Official(1)Scraped 16d ago
It is new and layered, and it is also a new beginning.






