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... inhuai River, like a drop of water falling into the sea, never to be seen again.
By the Qinhuai River, the sixteen-year-old girl held in her hands the calligraphy left by Zhu Ping'an, gazing at his departing back, unable to calm down for a long time.
"Let's go, Susu, a young man like him is not someone we can aspire to." The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl shook her head, gathered the red-eyed girl's scattered hair into a bun, and comforted her in a sorrowful voice.
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