When I was twelve or thirteen years old, the story at that time was pure and young. Although there is Guan Yin in Pei Tian's world, either accompanying or leaving, Xin Lan is never there. Therefore, in Pei Tian's not-so-long history of memories, she rarely dug into the memories in her mind so deeply. Ten years, ten years is enough for Pei Tian, who is already twenty-five years old. There are expectations of love and problems of friendship. Although they once vowed not to separate and to rely on each other to move forward, now, the people who made the oath are gradually scattered in the maze of reality. It's not that fate is too unpredictable, it's that fate has already written the ending. No matter how we rewrite the process, it's just different paths to the same destination.
What we are searching for is just the little trace left by the thief of time...
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