1940S. A cemetery manager guards an empty tomb all day long. Who is in the grave? Why protect? The world doesn't know it, but he alone knows it. After ten years of war, I finally lived like you. Now, the eleventh year is coming, can you fulfill your promise? Ten years ago, there were many twists and turns. After all, we had different paths. Despite this, I still love you and can't forget you. So, if, if, you are still here, I beg you, come back... [HE, super short, third person, spectator perspective, can be viewed as a long story] [Danmei Saigao! This is my first code text, and there are many shortcomings (such as the correct time in history). I hope everyone can point out the shortcomings and bear with me. Don't spray if you don't like it! Forgive my little glass heart╭(●`∀′●)╯╰(●'◡'●)╮ (●'◡'●)ﾉ ヾ(*′▽'*)ﾉ
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