Completed
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The world is far apart, and we are no longer what we were before. You have your beloved wife. At the wedding, you exchanged rings, and she wore the wedding dress I designed for you. I think she is happy, and maybe I am too.
If parallel lines can intersect, if the sun will set to the east, if the clock will never return to the original point, will you stand by my side, make the longest confession to me, hold my hand, and walk together to the end of time. It's a pity that parallel lines will never intersect, the sun will always set in the west, the clock will eventually return to its original point, and you will eventually go far. It's a pity that there is no if.
After so many years, I have always wanted to ask you a question - if you have the opportunity, would you like to sing "Trajectory" for me?
————Excerpted from Liang Yi's diary
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I will follow the trajectory of parallel lines, always guarding your side, and never intersect.
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Short BE, no bad direction. I wish you a happy life.
Intention: None
