Xue Jinghong thought, it seemed that there really was such a thing as fate. No matter how long time passed or how far apart they were, she and Gu Chengshu would eventually come together, even if their beginning was not so beautiful.
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The title comes from a poem by Wu Jun: "I have thoughts in the dusk, and my bones will be fried with tears in the end." The poem is very sad, but it makes it clear to me. Probably, between Gu and Xue, the word "thinking" seems to be the most suitable.
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PS: (After checking, the poem was written by Wu Jun. The previous statement by He Xun was wrong and has been corrected)
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