It wasn't life and death, but the stubbornness of a urchin-refused to let go of the sadness and joy that he had fallen in love with when he was young and couldn't escape. After half a lifetime of exhaustion, he leaned on the bedside like a child, Across the unfinished score, write a farewell that your loved one cannot understand: Must it be? Must it be? In this life, must we be separated from each other in this way, and we are forced to each other bitterly? Just like the end of the love letter: I can live only completely with you or not at all. Yes! It must be. "It must be." She lowered her head, and she answered, without knowing why. He didn't know that his lover had never received that letter. Perhaps she thought Joanna had forgotten the letter, or she was surprised that her lover was really stubborn like "my other self". He raised his eyes, and there was a beloved anger in his eyes-once, he held her hand, she Anxiously and ignorantly, he put up two fingers to cover his mouth. "Am I too loud?" The young man suddenly became cautious, although his world was silent. The girl nodded. In the rest of his life, the genius talked to himself and played alone, and no other woman had seen him look happy and well-behaved. They bid farewell, and the moment he turned around, he burst into tears. Was the will written at that time? ――I found me who had fought with you for a long time, and I never forget it in the bottom of my heart. The seeds of love and joy back then were in bloom, but they could only grow wild and selfish amidst all misunderstandings and anger. But at the moment of withering, the roots that barely saw the sky were still young. Happy, joyful, careful, winged. Honey, don't blame me for being so impatient, as I said, as you see, I have lived this life, but I have not been able to be with you-my dear, my forever love.
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