Every day and night after I turned nineteen, I lived with a man named Gu Beihuan in the heart of the European continent.
The forests here are lush and green, and the lakes here are clear and clear. As I walked along Bodhi Tree Street, I saw Gu Beihuan smiling at me at the end of the hustle and bustle.
I waved to him, the ring on my ring finger shining brightly.
It's September in Berlin now, and the cold air has gradually settled over the city. Whenever I look to the distant east, I will faintly think of your features.
However, you no longer need to know.
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