One by one, I recalled those past events that had not passed for a long time but seemed to have been a long time ago. At that time, I thought it was nothing, but now I feel that the joys, sorrows and joys are so obvious and profound. I can't hate but I can't forgive. Isn't it best to be like this now...
Looking at the sky, I remembered that you once asked me with a faint smile: "Where are the clouds going to drift to?"
And now I'm asking you, and I seem to see your gentle smile saying to me in the air...
The story of Yu's next life (under update):
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