Although the ending of a big reunion is bound to be cliché, I just eat this one. The little protagonist finally breaks through the shackles of self-inflicted freedom and gets freedom, which is very touching. But at the end of the story, from a young girl to an old man, several scenes hurriedly told her life, causing tears to burst into tears, and the young face that she was used to would be reluctant to see her grow old, and the huge and silent power of time sounded the alarm bell. Suddenly, the sentence crossed in his mind, the face of the person did not know where to go, but the peach blossom was still smiling in the spring breeze. Marnie's blonde hair, and the tide in front of the Wetland Mansion.
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