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December 1999 December 24th, Christmas Eve. Over the bustling square, gorgeous fireworks constantly transformed into beautiful patterns, as if the whole world was immersed in the gentle whirlpool of happiness.
The young man stood at the edge of the square, his bicycle lying at his feet, his drooping hair covering his face. He was quietly meditating alone, seemingly indifferent to everything around him, and seemed extremely out of place in the noisy atmosphere of the festival. .
A gust of wind suddenly blew by, and the young man raised his head and looked at the sky, unconsciously staring at the scattered fireworks, with a hint of sadness in his clear eyes.
"If you love me, forget me." The man's weak voice floated from another world, repeating in the young man's ears over and over again.
He took a deep breath of cool air and clenched his hands unconsciously.
"Wei Han, you can be gentle to everyone in the world, but you are so cruel to me." The young man replied to the non-existent voice, "If you can forget it easily, those promises are nothing. ?"
"Promise", what an ironic word. I once thought it was the end of the world, but it turned out to be nothing more than that, so fragile, naive, and helpless. Separated by a wall, it becomes a boring fairy tale that deceives itself and others; beyond a boundary, it becomes a stage of despair where things have changed.
"Can you really be alone from now on and have no worries?...