The long river of life is cold and lonely. Everyone walks in the seemingly endless years, from birth to death, from reunion to parting, from joy to sadness. However, as time goes by, all the joys and sorrows will eventually drift away with the wind, or turn into a wisp of breeze, or turn into a ball of loess in the palm of your hand. After Qianfan passed away, what was left behind was an unforgettable memory. Destiny is destined to be unstable and bumpy, but there will always be someone who regards you as life.
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This article is a collection of short stories, and the update time is uncertain, but as soon as I start a short story, I will finish that short story in the near future~