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"What's your name?"
"Fang Ting"
"Fang Ting... How should I write it? Which one should Ting listen to?"
Can you come back and continue playing with me? I'll give you all the marbles.
At the age of 17, we are like piano sheets soaked in rain.
Fang Ting and I should have nothing to fear
why
Countless bitterness will drown us until we drown.
There is no winter in Fang Ting's life.
He hates winter, so he will always stop at the last day of autumn.
Intention: Go to the distant place and listen
