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Can you give me a chance, a chance to choose? I regret so much that I trusted you and left everything to you, but my sincerity was replaced by your cold-blooded ruthlessness. You caused my family to be ruined, you caused me to die in a pool of blood, and you caused my soul to never enter the eternal world. Summer is coming to an end, and the swallows are flying south one after another, but the flying birds are still refusing to return. Only next summer will they have their familiar figures. Then who can warm the world? Only the light of the warm sun can always be by her side, accompanying her as she waits for the return of the swallows. But the swallows are no longer the swallows they used to be, and the sunshine is still the sunshine of the past and has not changed. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.