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Paper, Huaixia is interested, but can't tell whether Hua Chaorao is ruthless or wants to refuse and welcome.

The two will be fine together.Both good and bad things will happen, and the plain interest is repeated.Knowing or not knowing the rest is not so important.To go, to be born, to love, to die—to say so, it doesn’t matter at all, right?

Her monologue continued until the day Hua Chao died.At that time, Huaixia was also very old, befuddled, closed her eyes and ears to things other than Huachao, and turned a deaf ear to them.After finishing her fishing net, she leaned against the rock to rest and eat for a while, not knowing the morning and evening.Hua Chao died while studying ink.The ink on the inkstone is still wet, and the breath from the tip of the nose is gone.

Knowing that this day will come sooner or later, Huai Xia is calm about it.She rested her elbows on the table, propped her side cheeks, and the audience quietly clenched Hua Chao's wrinkled hands.Quietly is Huaixia's Quietly, which Huachao will never know again.

In April, Wang Huaixia was about to die, and he followed Huachao before he found it.The next day, Jiang Lang sent a girl with curly hair. With red eyes and a dazed and tired expression, she looked in amazement at the wooden house without tiles that suddenly appeared on the uninhabited land.