no one knows better than me

He hugged her tightly and wiped her with his fingers: "Don't cry, you should be happy."

"Well. I'm happy." Zhuang Qingliu buried her head deeply in her arms and kept nodding, "I'm happy."

Those things that she has been unable to let go of, until now, finally feel relieved in her heart.

Mei Hualan bowed her head softly, kissed her forehead lightly, and said softly: "I am also happy to meet you in this life." Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand and hugged her deeply.

The deep sea is like a dream, with thousands of light spots flowing shallowly, and the voices of whispering and chatting seem to be there, lingering intimately behind them.

This island called Yunmengze will never be disturbed again, and will sleep peacefully in this world forever.

The gentle time has already wiped away the scars everywhere. Whether it is hundreds of years ago or today, the wind blows gently, like fine sand on the fingertips, and there is no trace.

Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan walked through the light and shadows, and they walked out of the seabed hand in hand. The world outside was open and the sun was soft.

It is already spring, and the flowers of the whole world are in bloom.

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