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Once upon a time, in some places, or at certain times, or even in some moments when the past intersected, you always had some old things that you didn't want to do, didn't ask, didn't want to look back, maybe too sad, or extremely beautiful, maybe 。。。。。 In a word: what you have forgotten!

Oh... Those we have forgotten!

Don't we numb ourselves all the time?

Perhaps! Maybe we've really forgotten!

Isn't that so?

Today is another good weather, of course! For the genius Han Fei, today is indeed a good weather, because he is going to meet someone, humming a little song to meet someone!

Liqiu mornings are always so beautiful, if there is a good weather, it will be even more perfect, stepping on the soft durian grass, feeling the unique fresh fragrance of the durian grass, straight into the tip of your nose, through the narrow blood-red capillary, deep into your humming heart.

Wow!

It's not an ordinary enjoyment!

So some people say: The good weather in the general memory is because of the kind of heart that hums a little song, and because there is that the real one is not an ordinary enjoyment!!

This unusual place to enjoy is the mystery of the mutter!

The riddle is at Han Fei's feet, so to speak, Han Fei's feet are the riddle!

Why is it called Mystery?

Of course, the name of each place has its own unique meaning!

I won't nag here, lest there will always be some villains who keep muttering to me in their hearts!

But there are always some exceptions to things in the world, such as this enigmatic mystery!

Because this name was chosen by the genius Han Fei himself for a moment of boredom!

This is a name that only belongs to the genius Han Fei, and this is also the place where the genius Han Fei was named first, and of course it will be the last!

You and I have done stupid things, more or less!

That's right!

It's a sad, even a little bleak story!

"Milk... Milk... ！“

After Han Fei walked out of the mystery and muttered, he saw a valley of birds and flowers, and the wooden house made of light yellow green apricot wood under the valley of birds and flowers, the wooden house was a little dilapidated and aging, just like cutting down the green apricot wood and instantly turning green and yellow, even the carefully modified bell on the corner of the house could not hide some dark gray and gray cracks, and the sound of the wind together highlighted some inadequacy, and could only make a dull sound of broken copper and iron.

But the genius Han Fei's mood was indeed extremely excited now, and even his whole body trembled slightly, so that it seemed obvious to outsiders!

This is the heart of every wanderer who has been away from home for a long time!

Therefore, when Han Fei trembled, pushed open the courtyard door and walked to the mottled green apricot door, and when he slammed the door, Han Fei, who had always had a clear logical thinking like flowing water, involuntarily stammered in his mouth, and let out an intermittent and extremely ugly choked sound!