Several young men and women, in the bloom of youth, meet, come to know one another, and fall in love through a twist of fate. But alas, fate is cruel. He was pure of heart, yet died in a lightning strike. They buried him in a meteorite coffin, and he never got to meet his parents. She and he met and fell in love, but she died when a fire broke out at the city gate. He shut himself away for years. He was a wandering drifter, and when they met again, everything had changed. Everything was over, and tears came before he could speak. She had a hereditary heart condition, with frequent bouts of angina, and could die suddenly at any moment from insufficient blood supply to her heart. In the end, she waited for him to return. Yet he, a mysterious man who had spent half his life insane and whose existence had stirred the sincere feelings of so many, would sleep forever beside an ancient clock. Years after Wanle left the town, she returned with a brother and sister in tow, to spend the rest of her life with the only ones left: him and her. The siblings carried away the genuine affection and history that everyone had spent their lives giving. They felt no deep, passionate love for this place. Perhaps they would return; perhaps they would never see it again.
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