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I don't know when love arises, and I don't know when fate ends. But after the lights dim, the young man in black clothes is you, the words "Don't be afraid of me, I'm here" are you, and the wisp of breeze and bright moon are you. I don't know what love is, but I am deeply in love. After so many experiences, I still remember the snow falling by the bridge. "Hey, young man, that hairpin of yours is nice, can you lend it to me?" Suddenly, the young man turned into an uncle, "I can lend it to you, but what did you give me back?"