A group photo was taken at Nantang Ferry, and Leng Yue was buried and resurrected. Whose low-pitched singing stained whose brows and temples; whose wild sword dance touched whose heart. There are a hundred reasons to like you, but there is one reason why I can't love you, so I can only choose to let you go and make you happy. Don't know, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't worry.
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