This is a story. A story that went over and over again and was finally lost in time.
Perhaps with a trace of reluctance, I wrote it out and gave it a happy ending.
Just like the scene I had seen in my dream.
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Mr. Amou said that seeing pigs running and eating pork are obviously two different things. He generally has high respect for everyone working in Jinjiang... In fact, I don't know how to write about Jinjiang at all! ! =. =