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"Uncle, why are you crying?" A girl didn't know how to comfort the man in front of her who she had never seen before but seemed familiar to her before. "Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I have to cry in the wind..." Even after thousands of years of spring and autumn, and having seen countless summers and colds come and go, this man named Jiang Xian is still a fool... "Um..." The girl felt that there was something wrong with the man in front of her, so she moved back little by little, for fear that she would be infected with a brain disease... "Can you tell me a story?" The man wiped the tears from his eyes and smiled at the girl. "No... No way..." The girl refused, thinking she had met a bad person. "A long time ago, there was a girl named Qianqian..." The man started talking to himself... Eh? Didn't I just refuse? Why is he talking to himself? Also, how does he know my name? A bunch of question marks appeared in the girl's mind...