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A love that is persistent to the point of madness and forbearing to the extreme—
We know each other, she is 8 years old.
He was wearing a fiery red hat and a scarf knitted by his mother, with a snot that couldn't be wiped off his little face: "Sister, let's go home!"
Later, she was 19.
Wearing a black windbreaker and her scarf, he hugged her gently from behind and rested his sharp chin on her shoulder: "Sister, I'm already taller than you."
Reunion, she was 26.
He walked over, took her shoulders, pinched her chin, and asked her to look up at him. Deep facial features, cold eyes, and ruthlessly raised lips: "Yunluo, don't ever think of leaving me again."
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