He said: If I say, from now on, I will only believe you. Sister, are you willing to believe me?
He said: It would be too pitiful for a person to be unable to maintain even the pretense of joy.
He said: Sister, don't walk too slowly, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you.
He said: From now on, I will never call you Sister again, I will only call you Aluo, regardless of whether you agree or not.
He said...
All the sentences collapsed into ashes and dispersed with the flowing water.
And she often recalled the young man standing next to Luoshui with a blushing face and kissing her forehead. But at that time, the lotus lantern drifted down the river, and he was still green. She still has sincerity. Everything is still there, everything is gentle.
Finally, when all the dust had settled, she said:
"If you hate me so much, all I ask is that you hate me forever."
Time was so fast that the whistling sound drowned out the faint "ok".
So——
The hibiscus flowers are blooming everywhere, all the bustling smoke and clouds have left, and a tree full of flowers like fire has only fallen into a mess on the ground.
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