Mo Bai clearly remembers that she had four friends in her childhood.
At that time, Mo Bai was a bit naive and always caused a lot of trouble to people around him.
They said
——Abai, you have to learn to grow up.
But when Mo Bai grew up, he looked blankly at the girl with long light gray hair in front of him.
"Who... Are you?"
It's a simple life, a simple story
About friendship, about family, about love.
Time turned into ashes, Mo Bai stood at the end of time
I can't see the light clearly, I can't see the shadow clearly, I can't see the sadness on her face clearly.
It's just a fleeting time, and it has been reduced to ashes.
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