This article was probably written 15 years ago or earlier, which is quite a long time ago, and I haven't written it since.
It can be considered my first article, so I still want to finish it. Please bear with me.
A dusty old book, a memory of youth, whose memories flooded into it?
"Youzhi! I will always be with you, forever."
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"I love him! Really! I'm not wrong!"
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"Youzhi, do you miss me? I'll take you home."
Intention: Nothing →_→Bah, bah, bah