The young master could not walk like a normal person since he was a child, until his mother brought a girl to him when he was thirteen years old. She couldn't speak, was small and pale.
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——It would be great if I could always be like I was when I was a child. You can joke and fight without any scruples, and then declare loudly that you are mine.
Memories misplaced in time and space are buried behind the deep snow in winter, hiding the distant and fragrant fragrance of plum blossoms. But know that we can never go back to the past.