How many times have lovers seen the moon together, how many times have they forgotten it in the sky, and how many times have they felt flustered.
Who said that there will be no regrets after saying goodbye, I will not escape with my whole body intact.
Time is like a passer-by.
In five years, not only the story has changed beyond recognition, but also Qian Ning's once white and smooth hands. The story is renovated and the memory becomes the past. As time passes, the skin becomes wrinkled. They steal and change things, which is heartbreaking, but it's hard to turn back.
"Boss, there is a gentleman named Lin in the store who wants to buy that forgot. He made a price..." Jiang Yi asked the young woman on the other end of the phone.
"I won't sell it for any amount of money." The woman interrupted him, her voice hoarse but decisive.
"Yes, boss..." Just as Jiang Yi was about to hang up, he heard the woman hesitantly ask, "Who is Mr. Lin?"
"Mr. Lin from AR, Mr. Lin Shuhuan." He covered his mouth with his hand and said carefully.
But there was no response for so long that he thought the boss had hung up the phone, but he heard her say: Give it to him. With a unique muteness, tenderness and nostalgia, it seems to be transmitted from the old days many years ago across time and space.
Note:
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