In the summer more than ten years ago, Xie Mu met the most special person in his life. That person was like the breeze in summer, bringing him an unprecedented feeling. Once he got it, he didn't want to lose it.
But the clock is always swinging, ticking, and playing a moving melody, as if time is a reincarnation, a cycle, and people can never escape this circle.
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