He couldn't help but have the same dreams and think about the same people.
He always dreamed of the house they lived in together when he was young, of the path he walked with her, and of the gardenias he placed in her room with his own hands. He would also dream of her hands hugging him, her snow-white clothes, and her figure sitting next to him.
But no matter what, I couldn't see that person's face clearly. That face he hadn't seen for many years.
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