Original short story, fast food, just want to collect it!
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She still looked at me the same way as before, except for the tears on her face, her smile was still bright.
"Duan Zhuo, it seems we have no chance."
I stared at her blankly. When I shouldn't have been stiff, my body was like a piece of wood. Her figure gradually became transparent, and I could hardly even give her a hug.
"Duan Zhuo, I may have forgotten everyone, but..."
Her voice disappeared, I couldn't hear it, and then the figure also disappeared, leaving only the empty field and the cold night wind, but I knew what she said in the end.
"I won't forget you."
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