"Where is this?"
"Forget the River."
"Is the other side the other side?"
"I don't know."
"Don't know how to ferry here?"
He didn't answer, his eyebrows lowered. The water in Wangchuan River is very fast, and it makes a roaring sound when it hits the river bank. She was a little lonely, lowered her head and spoke softly.
"I... Seem to be waiting for someone."
He raised his head, his eyes slightly focused.
"Get aboard, he won't come."
"Well, boatman, let's start the boat."
The boat was sailing in the Forgotten River, and she sat on the bow, looking down at the water of the Forgotten River under the boat. His eyes couldn't help but become slightly wet, and some vague pictures seemed to appear in his mind. She said bitterly, "Boatman, I seem to be waiting for someone. When we sail back, I have to wait for him..." He didn't answer and stood at the end of the bridge, holding the bamboo hat on his head, his back to her, and rowing the oars. She looked at him for a long time and asked suspiciously, "Boatman, have we... Met?"
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