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Probably a long time ago, maybe not long ago, maybe just in a dream last night, she told me that there were some unfortunate people living in an unfortunate world, and then they acted out unfortunate stories. Some boring misfortunes were recounted by me using clumsy words, as if I were building words out of ruins. It was all just desolate ruins.

Still in the wilderness, as if they had met for the first time, both he and Luo Xiu knew that some things, perhaps like death, they had to face. She looked over and saw that the dark green irises were more like a machine than a human being. Confused about Dai Zong, she started talking about the past again and gave the answer. "Me? Shaping my past, let me think about it, I think the opportunity should be in middle school. I was about twelve or thirteen years old, and the school organized a visit to a nearby archaeological museum." "Through the glass, I saw a human figure woven with jade pieces through gold thread. Gold thread jade clothing, maybe this term is more accurate?" "I feel that it is more than just a kind of clothing. Also behind the glass, there are murals about immortals and ghosts, depicting the world. There was a strong wind, and someone reached out and parted the clouds, and everyone saw the bright moon. "At that time, many of the meanings of the past seemed to disappear. I thought, maybe I should change my life." "What about you? How did you decide yourself at that time?" "I don't remember." Dai Zong forced a smile.