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"Do you know? The flower language of forget-me-not? Eternal love and agreement, but for me, its flower language is like its name: don't forget me. I am afraid of being forgotten, and even more afraid of never being cared about. Therefore, I think the only way is to become strong, so strong that everyone will remember my name." After saying that, Leng Yuting turned to look at Leng Mohan lying behind her, and said, "Just think that I am talking to myself." Time can dilute everything, but it can also bring you everything. The hazy emotions back then were no longer hazy, but when I looked back, I was no longer where I was. She has long since disappeared. When we meet again, all she wants to say is "Do you still remember your forget-me-not?" "I'm sorry, I'm not her"...