I always wanted to remember what he looked like. Keep the eyes, nose, eyebrows, every detail in mind. This way you can remember it often.
I once asked him on a cold night, Ya, how long will you love me. At that time we were standing at Jinjiang Pier. The Funan River flows slowly. The city lights are reflected in the river. His pupils flickered. He said, forever.
I think since we have been together all this time. Look at it every day, whether you remember it or not is no longer important.
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