This is just a short story. I have no intention of expanding this into a feature.
He said, "He has lost his memory and doesn't remember me... He married the daughter of a rich family a year ago, and she is a beautiful lady."
He said, "Mu Yiyang, the crabapples are blooming, when will you take me away?"
In the end, Shujin died and I buried it with my own hands.
When Mu Yiyang found him, all he could see was a first-level grave, which separated the two ends and would never meet again.
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