C44 Fissure

These tears must have been fished from the sea.

Hua Xiaobao once wrote a poem in his diary.

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What kind of love.

What kind of bitterness would there be?

What kind of bitterness was there?

Tears of what shape will flow.

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And now, what was the shape of her tears?

It should be broken.

At that time, she didn't know what it was like to love.

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