The rain was falling heavily, just like the sadness buried under the young man's smile at this moment. It was so deep that it stretched endlessly. If you were crying, "I can't give you what I promised." The umbrella was dropped from the hand, and the white palms penetrated into the darkness of the sleeves of his gorgeous clothes. He took out a silver knot from his bag and said, "But it would be nice if you could be my miracle." The silver rope was skillfully woven into a knot, like silk shining between the ropes. "We have the same heart, sympathy, same fate, and the same mandarin ducks. I give you the knot to be entangled with your life."
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