It's a bit tiring, but I will insist on finishing it. Well, I have to have confidence in myself.
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The sky was still very blue that year, and I was wearing a loose school uniform. He raised his hand to block the noon sun, thinking that if he squinted his eyes, he could see who was coming out of the sun. He walked up to me, gave me a gentle hug, and told me with a smile: I'm sorry for making you wait for so long. But, no, there is no that person, that person came and he left. I'm Mo Sang, I'm waiting. Keep waiting.