Two generations of master and apprentice, two brothers, are also suffering from love, but they have to fight with swords. What kind of despair made her frantically carve her lover's name on the stone wall, just to not forget, not to forget his name, not to forget his love. More than ten years later, when the wound opened again, the invisible pain could only be swallowed through gritted teeth and blood and tears when I was shocked back to my dream. Looking back, from now on, there are a few new sorrows
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