Amid the chaos, he saw the young man for the last time. He still looks like he did when he was young, holding the little girl in his hand, smiling and waving to him.
He heard the dull sound and the screams of the people around him, but suddenly he felt a sense of relief that he had never experienced before, and his whole body seemed to be floating on the sea level.
The fate of the past coincides with today's horoscope, and the ups and downs of the wheels of fate overlap, implicitly pointing to the original trajectory. Amidst the din, he felt as if he couldn't hear anything, and the scene from that night many years ago reappeared in front of his eyes: surrounded by a dream-like silence, countless candlelights illuminated the road to the unknown like starlight, and his eyes were blurred: on the vast sea, under the vast sky, in the quiet night wind, in the faint singing, the friend he had loved all his life appeared at the end of the world.
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"... Don't worry, my friend, death is just a lonely journey."
The young man's lips were pressed together, and his smile was like a pale flower, but he smiled and decided not to refuse this time.
He stretched out his hand forward.
I've come to see you, my friend.
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