Rough man and wild dog attack x Wen Duo suffers a hard life
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[He Qianchu and I held hands for the first time in the dilapidated county video hall. At that time, his palms were sweaty, mixed with the smell of engine oil]
[He said: "Ranzi, if you follow me, there will only be sweetness in the future."]
[Later he fell to the sound of firecrackers on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, and the rock sugar hawthorn rolled on the ground, like blood beads]
[When I walked into the fire scene holding the photo frame, I suddenly remembered that he owed me half a piece of uneaten sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which was still lying under the iron lunch box from 1987, and had long been dried into a specimen]
Intention: Snow can bury corpses, but it cannot bury the evidence of living - that half piece of dried osmanthus cake is the relic of his love for me.
