Original paragraph: The Taoist priest's words became a prophecy, saying that he would be alone forever. That year he met the man who was boiling medicine in the woods, and he secretly fell in love with him. He spoke to the man, who just looked at him. Later he found out that the man was mute. He kissed the man's lips and expressed his love repeatedly. The man nodded and shook his head, his eyes full of bitterness. In the end, the man died in the first ray of morning light, and the ink on his suicide note had not yet dried [May you always be happy and have no worries]
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