Once called, it's Ye.
Call again, this is the word.
If you don't change it in this life, you will lose your connection in the next life.
It was the cyan hair tie around your ear when we first met.
It was the golden copper bell beside your waist when we first met.
If you can't hold on, let go, Yue.
The jade stone on your neck is still awake.
I hope you will reappear, like the wind, come to my side.
(This is my OC story... I'm sorry in advance, I'm sorry.)
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