During this period of time, I suddenly felt envious of the ordinary and happy life, and always wanted to write some articles about this. I don't have the patience for long stories, so I have to write short ones to keep myself entertained :)
It can be said that this article has no plot, just a fragment. In fact, life is composed of fragments, and I only describe one of them that is possible or impossible. This can only mean that my preferences are different. Adults who don't like to see clear hydrology, please feel sorry for yourself.
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