A story about losing a lover, arriving in parallel time and space, and chasing old love again
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"People say you go to heaven or hell after death"
"Where do you want to go when you die?"
"After death, cells are decomposed immediately after death, and we will eventually return to the soil and disappear without a trace."
"Well, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."
"This is just biological, but what about our souls? No one knows where they go after death. After all, no dead person tells the living person where he will end up."
"I think if we really have a place to belong after death, like people often talk about heaven and hell... I want to go to Utopia."
The young man's voice was carried by the wind and the friction of branches and leaves to the ears of his loved ones, telling his loved ones where he wanted to go after his death.
"I want to go to your utopia"
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If the world does not love others, then love will be indifferent
Willing to love myself Willing to love my lover
——Liu Luo
Intention: May love be worry-free