I miss you so much that my bones hurt. That kind of longing is embedded in the bones, and that kind of bitterness is swallowed in the mouth. You don't even know. Jun Xiangbei, you don't even know, you don't know.
The day you left, you were wearing the blue plaid shirt I bought for you. You were so handsome that the sun was shining down on you. You rubbed my hair with a smile and told me gently, never, never see you again. What is never goodbye, never say goodbye to me, or never meet again.
Do you want me to forget your eyebrows, your face, your light hair, and the way you pet me? Do you want me to find another lover? Is everything what you want? Tell me, please tell me.
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