Prologue

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On a rainy morning in spring, the breeze still carries a little chill from yesterday, blowing pieces of fallen leaves and dancing in the wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The sidewalks on both sides of the river are still wet, and the rising sun emits a faint glow, slowly dispelling the chill brought by the spring rains.

There are many pedestrians on the riverside road, the young people walk towards the towering buildings in the morning sun, and the old people stop in place and hold each other, sit on benches and snuggle up to each other, or push people in wheelchairs to walk slowly.

A young couple walked by holding hands, and the boy couldn't help but say: "In this era of rampant materialism and indifference, only these old people can let us see what it means to stay together and not separate." ā€

The girl couldn't help but longing: "Will you also be with me for the rest of your life?" ā€

The boy fell into deep thought, and then swore an affirmative answer to the girl, and then disappeared from the sight of the old people still intimately led away.

An old man in a wheelchair said, "Who knew they would break up after a few months, and the girl asked the boy if he had ever heard of a love called letting go." ā€

The old woman pushing the wheelchair couldn't help but glance at the old man and said, "Don't talk nonsense, we should bless them to persevere all the way." ā€

The old man learned from the young man and said with deep emotion: "In this era of rampant materialism and indifference, only you warm me like a sun, so that I can always see the light in the darkness." ā€

The old grandmother was stuck in the past, and remembered the small space that her body held up for her, and after a long time she said, "You were the first to let me see the sun tomorrow." ā€

"Let me take care of you in the next life."

"If there is really a next life, I will not let you go."

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