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But she was all alone. She sat at the edge of summer. The Peach Blossom Cove of her past had collapsed into chaos, yet she still lingered at its borders, unable to leave.
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The prayer flags fluttered in the wind. Shen Lian'an thought of his Nemo again. He scattered lungta at the foot of the mountain, hoping the snowy peaks would carry his longing to her, and wishing his girl peace and happiness in her next life. Lungta dissolved as soon as it touched water, but his love would not.
He wanted his longing to be like the cicadas' song, year after year, never fading.
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Theme: There are still so many years ahead.
