The flowers on the other side bloom and fall. Several reincarnations have passed. Time is wasted. I see silence in the stranger. I forget you. You misunderstood me. Since you don't yearn for me, why don't you let me go? Since both people are in trouble, why do you have to let me start over? My heart is confused. So what?
If I had known this, I might as well have passed you by and never looked back again for the second time.
But since I'm new, it's better to let it go. I want to live a life with my own characteristics.
A short story, absolutely a short story! ! ! (The plot development is very strange, very fast, very inexplicable, everyone, be careful...)
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