I want to tell you a story in the first person. In the story, there are pigeons in Red Square, flapping their frozen wings. There are T-city neon lights, and the green one always doesn't light up. There are food stalls and beef noodles on one side of the bank, and there are poet statues and old churches on the other side. The river that separates us is called time. After telling this story, I will forget it.
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What's wrong with you, author? Junji is missing, otherwise Zhilong would be fine too.
What's wrong with you, author? Junji is missing, otherwise Zhilong would be fine too.