The memories of the two people flew in their minds little by little, reshaped and reproduced little by little.

The white finch in his sleep feels like he is walking through everything in the past. But she likes her own hand, holding it in the palm of the other's hand. The warm breath has always been around you.

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"Three Lives Immortal Road for You" extra: The wind rises, and the blood-stained duckweed in the troubled times (9) is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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