His lover has already walked the road of Huangquan, stepped on the Naihe Bridge, and watched you drink Mengpo soup with tears for the last time on the bank of Wangchuan River.
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Everyone is like a pool of water. If you throw a stone into it, ripples will appear on the surface, but you don't know where the stone landed. Whether it hit the fish-man living at the bottom of the pool, or landed on the head of the water monster who was having fun.
We have no idea.
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