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The one who provided care and warmth, the one who had always been his credo in life, the one who still walked slowly with him in desperate situations. After all, he is not the one she is destined for, so Ai is willing to admit defeat and sincerely wishes her the best. The one who always accompanied me, the one who always regarded me as the little sun, the one who always cried, laughed and complained. But he was not the one she was destined for, relationships were never fair, so she could only smile and bless him.

As time goes by, I just want to say something about the passing of mist. I didn't expect that in the end, you will be the one who passes through the mist. Young and green, time is ambiguous, bits and pieces of memories, slowly gurgling like steps going in circles, you know me as Shan Zhengyuan, and I know you as Xi Xiran. It seems that it is destined that no one has left the other since we were young. But after all, we come from families with different experiences and education. The gap between you and me is ultimately related to internal and external factors. Companionship, comfort, and warmth are possible but cannot be taken the most important step. Because time is still a good medicine. Throw away the poison to expose the reality, and apply the antidote to obsession and enthusiasm. The beauty of spending time together is like the mist entwining, misfortune, giving up, choosing again, wandering all the way, knowing the warmth and warmth along the way. Looking back, there is only Bai Yueguang in the cinnabar mole, and you are the only one in the waterless place!