Heng... I had forgotten my name for four years, and one day it suddenly popped into my mind.
Then the memories came flooding back. Heng's voice, Heng's smiling face, the mild seven that never left his hand, inexplicable words and bursts of heart palpitations... The man always smiled bitterly, lit a cigarette in his hand, but rarely took a puff, said inexplicable words, and cried over trivial things that were not worth mentioning.
However, memories can also be deceiving, just like the mirror-like water surface sometimes stirs up waves.
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Throw flowers! ! ! ! Congratulations on the completion~\(≧▽≦)/~