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The sounds of the roars were gradually blown away by the wind.

In the end, it turned into ashes.

And the tears in my eyes, like broken pearls, pata pata, unceasingly fell down.

The wind blew the tears away.

Under the dim yellow light, Kang Zeyu's face was so deep.

His eyes were so dark.

His figure was so tall …

Once, I imagined it