Bai Nuo remembered that when he was very young, a child held a red rose and solemnly said to him, "I will definitely come to you in the future! You must remember me." Bai Nuo took the rose and agreed, and he did it, but the man did not fulfill his promise.
The roses withered over the years and went with the wind under the warm sunshine. He stretched out his hand to keep them, but he couldn't keep a single petal. The roses all over the sky were flying vigorously in the air.
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