"You always act like you know everything, why don't you know your own ending?" Feng Jianyu smiled bitterly.
Time gradually passed, and the old record player began to play the song "Old shadows, old voices, but new sorrows... From now on, we will know, From now on, we will know how much I love you... Cold lover in the late night, where are you, where are you?"
Feng Jianyu sang along with the music in a whisper. He raised his head and tears fell down his cheeks. They were so salty that they numbed the back of his tongue.
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