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This is the story of two teenagers, these are the memories of their youth
What is opened is youth, what is closed is memories. The time when you were young, frivolous and uninhibited will remain deep in your mind. Time is like the breeze, it will pass by you, but it will go by the wrong way.
Mo Yan, your appearance was a gleam of light in my youth
Jiang Chen, you are like that piece of candy
Time does not grow old, we will never be separated
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