Three years after Lin Wan’s death, I found the record of her seven years of love for me tucked away in an old cardboard box.
The last page still carried the smell of medicine, where she asked if, in the next life, I could be the one to love her first. That night, I finally understood that the cruelest thing I had ever done was to let someone waste away to death without ever once looking back at her.
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她死后第三年
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text
Chapters
9
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