Qian Mo: I can't find the way I came, and I can't see the way to the future. I'm like a rootless duckweed in this troubled world.
Ah Si: I don't know what tomorrow will be like, or whether I will have a tomorrow. I just live every day as the last day. I hope that every last day I can watch you wake up in my arms and fall asleep with you in my arms.
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