When I left Huanyicheng, I cleared out a large part of my luggage. Seeing the things I had bought because I loved them being gently thrown into the trash can, my heart trembled coldly and it hurt a little. Just like I discarded everything here, everything I once loved, including the friends here, including the remaining memories on every street corner. He took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth, waved to the trash can, and said goodbye!
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