It is only the eyes that are dazzled by the flowers. The real answer must be found with the heart. The answers that are stuck in the soul will eventually blow away the dust, shake off the memories, and reap the ending.
Summer? It's strange that you are looking for your summer, but I am looking for my autumn. Mu Qiu, what on earth are you doing?
A Thousand Chance Umbrella, a Thousand Chances, a Thousand Threads of Love.
Their stories must continue, in corners we can't see.
A short fan story of "The Master"
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