One afternoon many years later, he asked her what kind of love there was between you. She blinked and said, it is the most common and ordinary kind, just like... A gust of wind swept across the sea, setting off a layer of ripples, just a soft ripple, but after a long, long time, the wind and the sea will still remember this layer of ripples, faint and shallow, but they can extend from one shore to another place called the other shore...
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