I once heard Feng Ye say such a philosophical thing. He said: We have our stories, and others have other people's stories. Maybe one day we will be lucky enough to become the same story. She also always remembers that as long as she stays in her own story, she will definitely have a lot of luck. When the time is right, she will integrate into the story that she will never forget and compose the same story as that story. But everyone seems to have forgotten that there are always some people who will accidentally pull you into their stories, and then fight you to the death, and you will not be able to back down.
You will eventually find that person who will ask you when it's cold: Do you want a coat or a hug when it's cold?
You said that we who come from the end of time, how can we keep this story in time?
He said in the letter: "Alan, I hope the person you want to marry in the future will also want to marry you."
Her voice came softly: "I promise you."
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