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I once had a strange dream in which my place was almost the same as the real living environment. Like a burnt-out world, I am walking on a familiar street, and the air is filled with a trace of old flavor, like the residue left by a long-lost time. This nostalgic smell gave birth to a thrilling feeling, forcing me to recall something I had given up. However, I racked my brains to search the outline and shape of these things in my mind, but I couldn't piece together a specific shape. That's all. Let it be.
Unconsciously came to the depths of Gu Xiang, a dark. Perhaps it is because the alley itself has the old skin peeled off by years, so that the faint homesickness gradually enveloped the depths of the alley. The air in the alley is very humid, and with the dark color, everything seems endless. Gradually, a light like a bonfire lit up in an attic far away from the alley. Who knew I was looking for this? When I was thinking about various methods, I spilled it along the faint light. ...