The tide of sadness comes and goes, where is the happiness?
The high-hanging night light was on, the rain was falling, and the light was dim and dim on the water-filled road... Zuo Mu walked out quietly, not knowing where he was going. The pain of so many years suddenly surged, and came like a bloody storm...
After Xuanmeng said "Zuomu..." And then in a silence that was as long as an eternity, Zuomu slowly walked out of the edge of the umbrella, his thin sleeves pinched together by the rain, and the edge of the umbrella was dripping with water and formed a line... Muxi, Ziyang, Jiahao, Cen Xiao, Xuanmeng, Xiao Yu... Everyone is a question mark! And what about Zuo Mu? What is it? Why?
Zuo Mu was wandering in a marginal zone, and the friendship and love in his youth flowed back into a river, submerging him deeply!
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This is Zuomu's youth, Zuomu's friendship, Zuomu's love!