When he was sixteen years old, the last winter snow had not yet melted. The two of them stood side by side at the foot of the stone steps. He took her hand and asked her, "Are you afraid?"
Six years later, he stood alone at the end of the long stairs, waiting for her to come to him. But there were so many and so long stone steps, and through so much love and hate, she could no longer see his appearance clearly.
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