There is a feeling; even if the memory will disappear, the love will still remain.
We cannot live together, but we hope to die together; for thousands of generations, we will never change until death.
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Their love stays in this life and goes back to the past life thousands of times. It turns out to be you. It turns out it has always been you.
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This new pit... Everyone...
Uh... I didn't mean to make a joke... I just dreamed it up and wrote it down randomly, and the result...
Almost all my inspiration comes from my dreams, continuous dreams, just like real dreams, I can't live up to those stories, so...
Forgive me... (I won't give up, but... The update will be slower because I've been so busy lately... I've opened too many holes, and it's hard to fill them in. I type slowly.)