When she first saw him, she was sitting there, calm, without too much sadness or joy. Although her interaction with him was short, she spent a lot of effort learning to forget.
He once said that we are people from two worlds. I am a prodigal son, destined to be homeless.
She thought: Since I can't travel around the world with you, then please allow me to find a decisive reason to say goodbye to you, and bow to you across the vast cold air and flying snow. Please cherish it for me, even though we will be strangers for the rest of my life, thousands of miles away...
This is a short romance with martial arts as the background, but it is a real short romance, about the pain of unrequited love, misunderstandings created by one's own hands and the difficult forgetting...
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