Thirteen years ago, there was a lotus pond, a heavy rain, and an encounter.
Thirteen years of waiting is not the end, but just the beginning.
Falling in love with someone for the first time is ignorance; falling in love with someone for the second time is profound; falling in love with the same person three times is a destined disaster.
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