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The stars in the sky are not as good as your eyes... The glorious years are not worth my tenderness towards you... "I love you, Xiaoxing..." "Xiao Yi, do you really... Love me? This time, don't... Lie to me again, okay?"

Forget the envy of a distant song, and express my feelings for the past. Come home in the evening and embrace the stars, the joys and sorrows of life and death are still there