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Memories are like a storyteller. We need fate to meet each other. We jumped over puddles together, made clay figurines, and played house. You said that now you want me to be your bride, and you want to marry me when you grow up. I have been waiting stupidly for many years. Later, when we met, I found out that you married someone else. After all, I was the only one who remembered this joke. So later, we were finally just us.

My father's efforts gave me a carefree child. My father taught me many principles of life and accompanied me as I grew up. Although my story is very ordinary and simple, it can easily resonate with those of us who were born after the 1980s.