In life, many things have no cause, and many things have no effect.
Some people meet and walk side by side, some people leave after walking, and some people are just fine if they are kept in memories.
Life is like a street, and a street is like life.
Ten years ago, he was her brother. She held his hand in braids and shouted, "Brother, brother."
Ten years later, they met again, but things had changed.
Is it love, or is it hate. Maybe there is no clear line between love and hate.
Believe in love, which is a warm thing in itself.
This is a story about warmth and love.
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Perhaps the previous plot will progress a little slowly. I am a newcomer to Dangdang and do not understand the market. But I believe that if you read on, you will find that the foreshadowing is not in vain. Oh, of course, Dangdang will ensure that it will be updated once a day, and occasionally it will be updated twice a day if the writing is smooth~~ I hope you can continue to read~~~ (After the 14th, each chapter will be guaranteed to have a word count of 3K+. This is a promise to everyone~~ Dangdang withholds the seal~O(∩_∩)O ha!)
Just as Zhi Yanzhai commented on "The Story of the Stone", "The gray line of grass and snakes, the pulse of thousands of miles." So, please be patient with Dangdang, I hope everyone likes O(∩_∩)O~