The bustling sound escapes into the empty door, and the dream is cold and passes through the whole life. I watched three thousand blue hairs falling in front of my eyes, and behind me was the world of mortals. The man's back always appeared in the dream, but he never turned around, just like many times before. Later, he stopped entering my dreams.
My heart turned to ashes, and all the grudges were gone.
In the next life, don't go to the Lantern Festival again;
In the next life, don't meet me again;
In the next life, don't save me;
In the next life, don't be silent
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