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In a small mountain village in the north, the two of us grew up and played together. Until we enter the world of flowers, we become sensible and calculating. Love, always around us, young playmates, middle school boyfriends, college objects, until later husband. I did not think I would go to attend the funeral of anyone, not to mention inadvertently found that all these original are arranged, we can only go on step by step. With our most precious youth embellished with our love, this is the only naivety we once had.