You Wangye could feel Jiang Yuran's struggle, heard the hurried footsteps outside, and saw a sparrow standing on the window coffin, tilting its head to look at them, but he ignored it.
The heat, the tears in the corners of the young man's eyes, the vigorous, exuberant, angry life burning in his arms, the past anxiety, unhappiness and care, those vague emotions finally became clear, and he surrendered willingly. He admits that he is his past, his future, and his present.
He must have this fire.
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Dedicated to my high school years
Purpose: Reconciliation with the world
