Someone told Xu Jisheng that paper cranes would bring hope.
The person who told him this was also a hope.
Su Jiahe returned to Changsha again many years ago due to his parents' reasons. Unexpectedly, he met his childhood playmate. Looking at the motionless boy in front of him, he felt inexplicably guilty.
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The mist rising from the slight drunkenness made his eyes no longer clear. Xu Jisheng looked into Su Jiahe's eyes, his tone sounded a little aggrieved, "I miss you very much."
Intention: I hope we can all be well