Outside time, the edge of the world.
Traveling through a long time and space, I met a young man named Guo Jia there, a time that made people laugh and cry.
"... I know! Ruochen, I know, but he will disappear forever. No matter what time, space, or where, he will never be seen again. In the next hundred or thousand years, no trace of him will be found, even in the sky or on the earth."
"When I think about it, every minute and every second from now on is so sad and so long!"
"Maybe I will have many different lives, either dull or wonderful, but he can only become a few cold records in the history books..."
"I just hope he can live. As long as the boy who chants 'Late Photo' is still there, that's enough."
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