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Walking and singing in the clouds, the moon shines on the clouds

I don't expect someone to look back at me, but I can shed tears without asking him to look back at me. You are still you, the kind and perfect you, but I have become the ugliest version of myself and am no longer worthy of you. And at this moment, why do I want to meet him again, the person I miss day and night but can't get.

Thirteen years have passed since the establishment was completed, and all the glitz and glamor have disappeared.