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In the snowy winter, your warm palms cover my frozen heart.
You ignited me, but you escaped again and again.
It's snowing time again, and the sky is dark red. Are you willing to look at me one more time like you did in the past, step on the white snow with me, and break a branch of plum blossom?
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So what if I'm a monster? Are those joys and trusts fake?
Rice, look at me!
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Shuang... I'm sorry... I can't stay with you forever...