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Life is a cup of endless wine, and love is only brewed unintentionally. All painful persistence is causing yourself to fall into deeper pain and confusion.

When I was young, there was a small building where a group of children played. After growing up, the small building is still the same small building, but the years have engraved age and imprints on it. Those people related to Xiaolou have already grown up. Everyone takes a different path, and everyone has a different life. Some people still interact with each other, while some people have long since stopped contacting each other. Some people have long forgotten the existence of Xiaolou, but some people still return to Xiaolou just to recall those past events. The small building experienced another storm last night. As usual, there's nothing surprising about this one. The small building has stood here for so many years, and it has experienced a lot of wind and rain every year. However, the person who listened to the wind and rain in the small building last night was the last person to accompany the small building. After dawn, the small building came to its end. But the person who accompanied Xiaolou in the end had indelible memories in his heart, and a past that had to be let go. Love was once in my heart, but the people who were separated at this time were already filled with distance. As long as the heart is still there, the world will still be there. The small building still stands in my heart, and a loving heart should never leave.