[The city was finally able to survive the war, and the ten-year promise has not faded]
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Jiang Sujun×He Chenqing
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"He once gave me a bouquet of white lisianthus, and a photo that had already turned yellow and was dilapidated, but I always kept it in the leather bag I carried with me. I kept waiting for news from him, day after day, year after year."
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"I owe you ten years of flowers, and I will repay you with this tree that will bloom for a hundred years."
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Ps; there are a pair of BG sub-CP lines, which will promote the development of the article, but it is mainly the main CP plot.
This is the first time for the author to write about the Republic of China. I beg you to be gentle.
Intention: The city will be overcome in the war, and the ten-year promise has not faded
