When the craze subsides, I will still be waiting for you.
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"Look at the girls in this city, they are different from the old women in our village!" The rough man spat on the ground with admiration, his black beard moving as his teeth chewed, "My mother, it's so slippery!"
"Close your eyes and forget about me."
Gong Jinming's eyes faded from the brightness they had when they first met. Gao Han looked at him, but all he saw was the long sword in his hand that was dazzling by the sun, pointed straight between his eyebrows.
Idea: In the absurd reality, maybe we can occasionally fantasize about pure love