Although my childhood memories are not clear,
Yet some things are indelible.
For example, the unknown mountains in southern Xinjiang when I was young, and then the lush green valleys.
For example, the gentle and beautiful mother who mends his clothes late at night, and the knowledgeable, gentle and elegant father who seems to know everything.
And that sentence that is vague but always clear
Grandpa.
Those warm memories supported him to move forward step by step in the dark years to come.
He was the happiest.
But when the dusty past of that year is torn apart bit by bit.
But, is what he hopes for true?
"You are not me, how could you know my unwillingness!"
"Have you ever seen someone and knew they were the one you've been waiting for the first time you met them?"
"But what I want is not what he wants."
"I once had a younger brother. When I saw him for the first time, I knew that some people are born to be loved. But I couldn't hate him."
"I have been looking for him for twelve years, but I believe I will find him one day."
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My heart is like a stone, and I can't turn it around. My heart is a piece of cake, I can't take it away
A stubborn boy seeks the truth