Smoke is falling, snow is falling. Snow piles on the plum blossom branches, where will spring return?
After eight years of supporting each other, they became strangers to each other.
It hurts to be together and forget each other, but in a trance, we are already separated from each other.
Unable to choose, unable to escape, still obsessed with, still struggling.
This time, she still wanted to let go, but he wouldn't let go!
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