It is humanity that is swallowed up
What is taken away by time is innocence
What is buried is hope
It was good intentions that were swept away by the flood
a thousand years
It's me before and after
Just
A thousand years ago and a thousand years later
me and me
The barrier has long been insurmountable
I am me
But I'm not me...
A thousand years, a thousand years...
It's not just me who has changed...
"Are you Qian Mo An Ye?"
"Yes." The woman smiled harmlessly: "But you seem to have forgotten something?"
"You..." He opened his eyes in disbelief.
"I also have a name. My name is Qian Mo Lan Ye."
The sound of blood flowing around him was as crisp and clear as spring water.
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