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This essay is the old age of Shi Xiaotang and Si Shaoheng.

Time passed day by day. Shi Xiaotang didn't know when it started, but she felt that her memory had gradually become less good than before.

"Si Shaoheng, how many times have I told you this? Don't always throw all the bowls and chopsticks into the sink. Our sink is oily. "Like I said