That morning, I went out from your house with you.
When I was taking the elevator downstairs, a puppy ran into the elevator. I looked at the puppy. It was fluffy and like a stuffed toy. It was really lively, cute and loving.
I stared blankly at the puppy for a while. After a while, I raised my head and found you looking at me with a gentle smile.
You are my first lover, I am your last lover...
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In the process of writing memories, Na An once again retrieved the memories of ten years ago.
"After I met you, I met many more people. I tried hard to find you among the comings and goings of these people..."
For example, "Love in the Time of Cholera" writes: When a woman decides to be with a man, there is no wall she cannot cross, no fortress she cannot knock down, and no moral concerns she cannot leave behind. In fact, there is no God who can control her.
And when her memories were written into a book, she didn't expect that she and the man she wrote about would start a series of stories outside the book...
Intention: Some memories, once forgotten, no one can save, so I write memories just to remember them. When I write, you are by my side