【The Prequel to a Tragic Romance in the Martial World: Beneath the Cliff of Broken Hearts】(5)

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Chapter Five: Past and Present Lives

The morning air was cold and damp, a chill settling over the valley. Early-rising animals lingered in the warmth of their burrows, reluctant to

venture out . However, in stark contrast to the valley's stillness and cold, a corner of the woods was incredibly alluring and fiery.

Beneath a massive blue stone, amidst the dense grass, came a series of seductive moans ,

soft and plaintive. The waist-high grass swayed and undulated, revealing glimpses of a woman's snow-white arms and legs. It seemed a virile man

was ravaging , a frenzied act of carnal passion unfolding. Suddenly, a naked man sat up in the grass. He reached

out and hoisted the woman's thighs onto his shoulders, thrusting forward. With a seductive moan, her snow-white

legs immediately tensed and straightened.

The man gripped her thighs tightly, his hips moving back and forth, thrusting rapidly. "Oh...oh...

so good...my beauty...we're a match made in heaven..." "Ah...um...you...ah..."

The woman in the bushes seemed to have some unspeakable concerns; even in such passionate sex, her moans

revealed a hint of unease, as if afraid of being overheard. The sounds of their intercourse, "slap slap..." were lewd and loud, and

the couple's wild lovemaking in the bushes grew increasingly intense. The man licked the woman's jade-like calves while

thrusting wildly, fully enjoying the pleasure and satisfaction of having sex with a woman at will. This dreamlike state of sex

made others envious and jealous, wishing they could take her place. After a while of thrusting, the man suddenly thrust hard a few times, then pulled

his hips back to calm the surging pleasure. The woman's moans subsided, leaving only alluring panting, and her long, smooth legs

slid off the man's shoulders, folding to one side. The brief rest meant that an even more intense battle was about to begin.

As if realizing this, the grass in front of the man swayed, and the woman inside seemed to want to get up and leave.

The man lewdly grinned, lunged forward, pinning the woman beneath him, and then thrust his hips forward with practiced ease, eliciting another

alluring moan. "Hehe... where is my beauty going? I haven't even finished with you yet..."

The man lay on the woman's back, his hips slowly pumping, his manner utterly wicked. "You... ah... no more

..."

the woman moaned softly, her captivating voice seemingly filled with a hundred unspeakable emotions. "Hehe, what

do you mean no ?

My beauty, I want you to move yourself..." the man said, grabbing the woman's soft waist and pulling her

up abruptly, while he lay down on the grass behind her. Their positions were instantly reversed, and the woman's upper body was suddenly

exposed. Ah! What a woman she was! Her skin was as smooth as jade, her snow-white back trembled slightly, and her head was lowered.

Through her disheveled hair, one could vaguely glimpse her breathtakingly beautiful face; she was a peerless beauty, unparalleled in the world

. This beautiful woman sat on the man's lap, her face flushed with shyness, her alluring fragrance captivating. Her seductive

red lips were tightly pressed together, afraid to utter a sound. Occasionally, she would look up at the distant stone cave, her eyes filled with

shame and unease. What was going on? The beauty's body was clearly aroused during their lovemaking, so why

was she so nervous and guilty? What was she afraid of? And what was her relationship with the man beneath her? Perhaps only

she herself knew. The man lay there smugly, admiring the exquisite figure before him. The beauty sat

on his lap, her entire weight pressing against his genitals, giving him immense pleasure. She stood there, her

snow-white buttocks completely covering his filthy genitals, her elastic, fiery curves making one's blood

boil and one's mouth water. Such a captivating and alluring figure, blessed by the Creator, coupled with an

ethereal beauty, suggests that if any fairy in this world has been lost and cannot return, it can only be that wisp of

fairy spirit at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, yet no one knows why she has ended up here. A pearl lost, stirring up worldly clamor; perhaps it was an unintentional fall of flowers, a fleeting invitation from the flowing water.

The beauty is the most beautiful woman in the martial world; the man is a lecherous scoundrel despised by all. He excitedly thrust forward, his hands

exploring the beauty's waist and hips, her snow-white skin indescribably smooth. Little Dragon Girl groaned softly, barely supporting herself on the man's lap

. This position allowed his long penis to penetrate even deeper; the profound fusion intoxicated her, yet also filled her with a subtle unease.

Ah, at this depth, if the man ejaculated, he wouldn't have time to pull out. "Although I've already wronged Jile

by having relations with another man, I absolutely cannot let him ejaculate inside me..." Xiaolongnu felt ashamed and uneasy.

She tried to get up, but the man held her waist. Under the manipulation of his large penis, intense pleasure spread throughout her body. She

moaned, almost lost in the waves of lust. "Hehe, beautiful lady, we've already done it...

what shy about?

Oh... move... move..." the man urged excitedly, his buttocks thrusting upwards repeatedly.

"Ah... no... you... um..." Xiaolongnu gasped and moaned, her fleshy buttocks twisting as the hot penis

thrust in and out of . The deep, continuous pounding almost shattered her soul. Under the man's manipulation, Xiaolongnu

was somewhat overwhelmed. She stretched out her soft arms, supporting herself on the man's spread knees, like a butterfly unable to spread its wings,

appearing beautiful and delicate. "Plop plop... slap slap..." The sounds of lewd intercourse suddenly intensified, love juices

splattered, limbs twisted, and the man's sudden increase in thrusting caught Xiaolongnu off guard. This sudden wave of

intercourse overwhelmed the sensitive Xiaolongnu; she let out a sharp moan, her body tensing and arching backward,

her long, beautiful legs digging into the grass, even her lovely five toes curling up. "Ah... ah...

you... slow... slow down...!" The man ignored Xiaolongnu's reaction, focusing only on gripping her plump,

snowy , thrusting and pounding relentlessly. His long, black penis moved in and out like the wind, the lewd sounds of "slap slap..."

continuous, the man's lower abdomen slamming against Xiaolongnu's fleshy buttocks, creating waves of pleasure. Suddenly,

the man let out a joyful, lewd cry, increasing his speed again. Her body swayed violently, her buttocks rocked wildly, her testicles

flew, and her fluids splattered—the scene was so lewd it left onlookers speechless and secretly astonished. "Oh...no...you...it's too

intense ...I...I can't take it anymore..." Xiaolongnu cried out in a soft, seductive voice, her voice indescribably plaintive and moving. Suddenly,

the thrusting stopped abruptly, and all was

silent except for the panting of the man and woman. Xiaolongnu, who had been nearing the peak of intercourse, suddenly collapsed, her buttocks involuntarily swaying up and down, taking several thrusts before slowly calming down. Her tense nerves

relaxed, her body went limp, and she slipped, nearly falling. The pain in her foot snapped

Xiaolongnu . Looking down, she saw a sharp rock—a rare sight in this dense forest.

A thought flashed through Xiaolongnu's mind: When will this nightmarish man finally stop? She had actually...

He'd committed such a shameful act; if she didn't get rid of him, he would surely ejaculate inside her… To find pleasure immediately, she

was already a ruined flower; if he couldn't forgive her, she would

have no , but since things had come to this, to escape him, she had no choice but to offer herself and resort to that desperate measure… The man

was catching his breath when he suddenly heard the beautiful woman on his lap say sweetly, "My dear husband, you must be a little tired. Let… let me

serve you…" Her voice was indescribably charming and tender, making his ears tingle. The man lay

there with his legs spread apart, and the beautiful woman sitting between his legs hesitated for a moment, then bent down somewhat shyly, slowly

lifting and flattening his two hairy thighs. Her back was gentle and considerate, like that of a virtuous wife; her slender

legs curled up and lifted slightly, stepping over his thighs, and using the point where they were joined as the center, she slowly turned around

. Throughout the process, the two remained in intercourse. His large penis rotated Xiaolongnu

180 degrees, and the feeling of that rotating intercourse was incredibly pleasurable! He secretly admired it, then quickly looked at Xiaolongnu on top of him

. Good heavens! What a beautiful woman! Her cool little hands rested on his chest, her stunning beauty flushed with the heat of

lovemaking , the intense desire unable to conceal her inner tension and shame. As if sensing the man's gaze,

Xiaolongnu also opened her eyes, and their eyes met. This naked scene made Xiaolongnu gasp in embarrassment, and she quickly

lowered her head.

Her dark hair fell down, obscuring her delicate face, but it couldn't hide her enormous breasts. Her trembling

breasts exuded vitality and life, making one's heart race. Below, her serpentine

waist swayed gently, her tender, sensitive belly twitching slightly. The outline of her thick, fleshy penis was extremely conspicuous, the bulging head

pointing directly to her navel, the base of the penis extending into the tangled jungle of their lower bodies. Little Dragon Girl rode

the man naked, her delicate, snow-white skin radiating a soft glow, beautiful and pure, like a jade-carved lamb, arousing a man's lust,

making him want to caress her. The man was captivated by Little Dragon Girl's beauty and figure,

staring blankly at her, his soul almost stolen away. It took him a long time to react, and then an even stronger

desire . He lewdly reached for Little Dragon Girl's breasts, teasingly saying, "Didn't you say you wanted to serve me, beautiful lady

? What are you waiting for?

Get wild, make me happy..." Little Dragon Girl had never heard such lewd words before, and was mortified,

but to escape, she had no choice but to submit to him. She endured the humiliation, letting the man fondle her precious breasts,

her buttocks slightly raised, slowly rising and falling in pleasure. "Oh...so good...just like that...beautiful lady, your

body is truly exquisite, ah...yes...faster..." The man's filthy words made Xiaolongnu

feel utterly ashamed , but the pleasure of intercourse was like a raging fire, igniting her entire body. Her plump buttocks swayed frequently,

and their sex became passionate again. The intoxicating and blissful sensation pushed Xiaolongnu higher and higher, almost forgetting

her initial intention to , wanting only to recklessly indulge in intercourse, to reach the peak of ecstasy with him, and shout together as they released their essence. "Ah!

His is so big, what if I can't pull it out, he'll ejaculate inside..." "Oh...so good...

so amazing, you slut...you're going to suck me to death...ah..." The man gritted his teeth, pinching Xiaolongnu's

breasts hard.

With Xiaolongnu's willing offering, the soft flesh of her vagina acted like layers of suction cups, tightly gripping his

large glans during intercourse, pulling desperately. Its soul-stirring ability to draw out his semen made the man's teeth ache, and

he wished he immediately ejaculate into this vixen. The two hid in the bushes, passionately entwined, like a couple having an affair,

enjoying the exquisite pleasure of sex. "Hiss...you slut...ah...faster...I want to cum inside you...

"

The man brazenly squeezed Xiaolongnu's large breasts, moaning with pleasure. He breathed heavily, his buttocks taut like iron,

clearly immersed in the extreme pleasure Xiaolongnu was giving him. Xiaolongnu, riding on top of the man and writhing ecstatically , had completely

lost her image as a fairy-like heroine. Looking at her wildly wanton manner, twisting her hips and swaying her buttocks, one wondered

if even remembered that she was enduring humiliation and offering herself. "Oh...you little vixen...seeing how horny you are, I, the Daoist...

oh...I'll reward you with a shot!" The man, unwilling to ejaculate prematurely, wanted to play with Xiaolongnu to his heart's content. However,

now that the beauty was serving him so willingly, how could he not give her a good shot? Immediately, the man grabbed

Xiaolongnu's small hand, pulled her to his chest, embraced her naked body, and began to thrust rapidly. "Ah

...slower...slower...oh..." Xiaolongnu groaned urgently, but her two snow-white thighs, kneeling, clamped even

tighter around the man. She was being held and wildly thrust into by the man, her whole body unable to move. Lost in the pleasure, she seemed unaware that

once the man ejaculated at this moment, it would be a deep, thorough ejaculation, leaving not a drop behind. In this situation, the slightest mistake would be

playing with fire and getting burned, leading to utter ruin. The man clung tightly to Xiaolongnu's delicate body, reveling in his wild passion. The stunningly beautiful woman,

shy and alluring, breathed softly beside him, moaning and panting. Her arms encircled her voluptuous, sweat-drenched flesh, the touch and sensation an intoxicating blend

of snow-white skin and soft flesh. Her warm, tight, honeyed passage was completely at his mercy… Everything about her was like an aphrodisiac, igniting a burning desire within him, making him unable to resist. He roared, grabbing Xiaolongnu 's plump buttocks and thrusting up and down with tremendous force. "Slap… slap… plop plop…" "Uh… ah … slower… too deep… ah…" Xiaolongnu lay on top of the man, writhing passionately in response to his thrusts. Her head bobbed, her breath coming in short gasps, her plump lower body being rapidly tossed and ravaged, her juices splashing and coating their undulating buttocks. How enviable! Such a crude and vulgar man , able to so intimately connect with the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world on their very first meeting, is simply the biggest blow to men worldwide. And look at this most beautiful woman—ah, she's actually starting to actively fawn over him! Does n't she know there's no need to please him anymore, or is she already unable to control her desires , unable to resist her carnal needs? Beautiful goddess, will you succumb to this? Any man who has been intimate with a fairy like Little Dragon Girl, if he were to unleash his lust and indulge in debauchery, would find it difficult to maintain his composure for long, and this man is no exception. Her delicate, sensitive, and shy body, her voluptuous and alluring flesh, provides men with a kingly physical experience during sex; how could he not be captivated, his semen surging? "Ah…oh…beauty…almost there…I'm going to shoot you to death…" The man's urge to ejaculate grows stronger; he cries out loudly, pushing their lovemaking to an even more intense stage, the scalding lava about to erupt. "Ah…oh…oh… "

"I can't take it anymore..." Little Dragon Girl's body writhed wildly, her face flushed with desire, and she was about to climax. Ah, this despicable lecherous man,

he was thrusting into her so vigorously, pushing her to orgasm in

such a short time. Seeing her alluring and confused appearance, she was already deeply immersed in the pleasure of lovemaking and couldn't extricate herself. If this continued, she was destined to be brutally ejaculated inside by the man in a few moments

.

"Oh...so good...coming...coming...ah...beautiful lady...get ready to eat my semen..."

The man thrust hard, his large penis growing even larger and throbbing. "Oh...oh...shoot...shoot

you to death..."

"Ah, he's going to ejaculate, what should I do?" Little Dragon Girl struggled internally, the man's shouts of ejaculation bringing her back to her senses a

little . Little Dragon Girl bit her tongue, and in the midst of her intoxicated carnal frenzy, she suddenly

remembered her current situation. Feeling the man's massive member hard to the extreme inside her, its glans trembling repeatedly,

she knew from her previous night's experience that this was a sign he was about to ejaculate. "No, I can't let him ejaculate inside..." "

Ah... uh... you slut, get ready... the Daoist is coming!" The man roared desperately, thrusting rapidly

a dozen times, then grabbed Xiaolongnu's plump buttocks and slammed them hard. However, at this moment of spiritual and sexual fusion,

the beautiful woman who had been so submissive seemed to remember something, and with a skillful acupressure, she flung the man's tightly clasped hands away,

slamming them against his chest, and leaped up instantly. And right where she had just sat, a

thick, hard penis stood erect, and with a sudden jerk, a large gush of hot semen shot out, hitting her

wet, plump buttocks in mid-air, before she staggered and fell into the grass. Xiaolongnu struggled to sit up, feeling like she was about to

collapse , her mind hazy, as if she remembered something, yet also as if she remembered nothing at all. In that moment

of , her subconscious actions seemed to confirm what Zhao Jile had said: that she possessed unparalleled martial arts skills. Xiaolongnu didn't want

to think further; she only wanted to find Zhao Jile immediately and return to his side. The passionate tide of desire cooled slightly, and Xiaolongnu managed

to take a few steps before seeing the man again. This time, he lay there motionless, seemingly knocked unconscious by her

. His body was covered in foul-smelling semen, a disgusting sight, and his ugly member remained erect, utterly lewd and filthy

. Seeing this man again, Xiaolongnu was overcome with grief and wished she could kill him immediately. Seeing him lying there,

Xiaolongnu bent down, picked up a stone, and gritted her teeth, struck the man's forehead. *Thud!* A dull thud, and blood splattered everywhere. The

gushing blood smeared Xiaolongnu's chest. The man groaned, but remained

motionless , like a dead man. Although Xiaolongnu's heart was stirred, she still sensed something amiss and couldn't help but look more closely. The

man was hideous and grotesque, his eyes tightly closed, sometimes smiling with joy, sometimes filled with fear and anxiety, as if trapped in a dream.

Aside from his appearance and voice, this man bore a striking resemblance to Zhao Jile, even identical to him.

At this moment, Xiaolongnu suddenly realized something: he seemed

different from when she first saw him. Xiaolongnu carefully recalled, gradually confirming this thought. Just as she was observing,

the man 's appearance subtly changed again, and he even began to resemble Zhao Jile.

Xiaolongnu was horrified. How could such a strange thing happen? Suddenly, a thought surfaced in her mind. Could it be that he

really was Jile?

With this thought, Xiaolongnu disregarded everything else and rushed to the stone cave to find Zhao Jile. However, she soon

returned to the bushes, because the stone cave was empty. Looking at the man bleeding profusely and unconscious,

whose appearance now resembled Zhao Jile by about 80%, Xiaolongnu finally understood the truth. Tears streamed down her face, a mixture of

shock and joy. She quickly stopped the bleeding and bandaged Jile's wounds, then fetched water to wash them both clean. Finally, she moved him to a

straw bed in the cave and carefully tended to him. After all this busy work, by the time Xiaolongnu was dressed, the sun was high in the sky. Xiaolongnu stroked Zhao

Jile 's face, quietly looking at him. She thought of how, just a short while ago

, Zhao Jile had been taking care of her without leaving her side, and now the roles had reversed. She couldn't help but smile gently, her beautiful eyes filled with affection. Her heart was like a double-stranded net, with a thousand knots within

. Gains and losses were her own desires; who knew the butterfly on the string? With all the knots in her heart gone, this beautiful woman only wished to accompany her beloved, to be together forever. After a long while, Zhao Jile slightly

woke up, feeling a dull headache. Seeing Xiaolongnu staring at him intently, he smiled mischievously, "My dear wife, are you

trying to steal my soul?" Xiaolongnu smiled slightly, and the whole world seemed to brighten. She

said softly, "Jile, you're awake..." "Wake up? Go back to sleep, go back to sleep." Jile Daoren hugged

Xiaolongnu , pinned her to the ground, and kissed her face wildly. His hands were also busy, hurriedly trying to undress

her. "Wait a minute, Jile..." Xiaolongnu quickly grabbed his wicked hands and asked,

"What just happened? Which one was you?" "My dear wife, what are you saying?" Jile

Daoren seemed to have no memory of what had happened, only burying his head in Xiaolongnu's high breasts and rubbing against them. "Don't you

remember? Let me tell you..." Xiaolongnu recounted the events of the morning in detail. When she finished,

she saw that Jile Daoren was already covered in cold sweat. The Blissful Daoist took a deep breath, his face filled with lingering fear: "The Soul Technique is far too dangerous.

I regret not heeding my uncle's warning. He... he really came out!" "What happened? And who is he?"

Little Dragon Girl asked anxiously. "He is Zhao Zhijing! Zhao Zhijing, who has gone mad from a cultivation deviation!" "

This is a secret of my Soul Fusion Sect, but I won't hesitate to tell you." The Blissful Daoist composed himself and slowly said:

"This story begins with the past of the Fusion Soul Sect." "The Fusion Soul Sect was originally the Fusion Soul Cult, which inherited ancient and mysterious martial arts techniques. These techniques

were profound , astonishing, and at their peak, they ruled the entire world. Based on the doctrine of 'no father or son,' they revered their founder

as a deity, and the relationship between master and disciple was that of uncle and nephew. During the Three Kingdoms period, half of the sect's sacred text, the 'Dingyang Divine Skill,' was lost. The sect's

masters searched for it several times without success, and from then on, the divine skill was incomplete, and the Fusion Soul Sect gradually declined. Because the first half of the text was closely related to the interaction of Yin and Yang

, after a hundred years, it gradually degenerated into a third-rate lewd cult. After several splits, the Fusion Soul Sect ceased to exist,

with only a few loyal disciples struggling to keep it afloat." Although the Ronghun Sect's cultivation methods are incomplete, its "Dingyang Divine Skill,"

unparalleled in the world and possessing countless supernatural powers, has been passed down to this day. Thirty years ago, the Ronghun Sect faced a great calamity. The ninety-second

leader ascended to the throne, possessing unparalleled martial arts and extraordinary abilities. He not only averted the sect's destruction but also completed the first

half of the "Dingyang Divine Skill," allowing the Ronghun Sect to gradually show signs of revival. After leaving behind his lineage, he began searching for the lost

second half of the divine skill. Unfortunately, many years passed, and the skill remained unfinished. However, he encountered me and took me as

his disciple, Master Ma. That day, I failed miserably, feigned death to escape, and, severely injured, forcibly activated the divine skill to save my life, which triggered the power of the skill.

The greatest hidden danger brought about by the incompleteness of the law. That was the second me, and also the me of that year. That

moment, deeply imprinted in my soul, was not just a mark. Zhao Zhijing, the Blissful Daoist, who is the real me? I am me, and he

is also me! Soul fusion, soul fusion, the word "soul" is unfathomable to ghosts and gods. How can I merge with him? The Blissful Daoist murmured

to himself, falling into deep thought and fear. "Will he come out again?" "I don't know either. Uncle Ma once

said that unless he is subjected to a great shock, he won't appear. But my old injury hasn't healed, so it's easier for it to flare up. If you

hadn't , and knocked me unconscious, causing me to lose a lot of blood and accidentally suppressing him, I'm afraid

I would have gone insane and died suddenly before long!" "What should we do? Is there no way to cure him?" "It's

easier said than done. The Fusion Soul Sect hasn't been able to completely solve this problem for so many years, unless we find the second half of

the 'Dingyang Divine Skill'." The Blissful Daoist sighed, "My wife is the one destined for me. Zhao Zhijing died because of you, and

was reborn because of you. The me of that time has come to the present. So, am I still myself?" Who am I? This is a question that

every member of the Fusion Soul Sect has pondered deeply, yet it seems as if they are avoiding something, and no one is willing to talk about it.

The Blissful Daoist was lost in thought, bewildered, when suddenly he felt a profound terror within this scene, as if he were a mere substitute,

a mirage, a fleeting dream. Perhaps he himself did not exist, and everything before him was nonexistent

…

Panic gripped the Blissful Daoist, his breathing labored. He felt the entire world had isolated him, like a

thin mirror, with an invisible hand reaching out to shatter him, reducing him to nothingness… “No!” the Blissful

Daoist roared, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He stared intently at the sky, wishing he could tear it apart, causing

all the gods and fall. “Blissful!” Little Dragon Girl cried out in alarm, anxiously grabbing the Blissful Daoist’s arm, yet

afraid to disturb him. "No one can replace me! Damn you, Heaven, haven't you tormented me enough? I'll live!

I'll marry her! What can you do about it!" The Blissful Taoist roared to the sky, then laughed heartily. He embraced

Little Dragon Girl and said, "My dear wife, don't worry. There are at least two people in this world who can defy Heaven:

the Demonic Sect Leader and Mr. Mo. Let's go find Mr. Mo; he'll definitely have a way!" After a short

rest set off. Climbing the Broken Heart Cliff along the ropes, the cold wind howled and the clouds swirled. The Blissful Taoist

looked around, seeing only desolation, and felt a sense of bewilderment. He turned and saw Little Dragon Girl staring blankly at a stone wall. He

went over and saw that it read: "Meet here sixteen years later. Deeply in love, do not break your promise." The Blissful

Taoist didn't understand. He simply pulled Little Dragon Girl along and said, "Let's go." This chapter, titled "Past Life and Present Life," speaks

of the Blissful Taoist, but after reading the last paragraph, isn't it also about Little Dragon Girl? Life has many stages,

and we grow gradually. When we look back, whether we were naive, vain, extreme, or complacent… it's all you—

laughable, lovable, precious, and regrettable. Time flies and never returns… Many years ago, you sat in class,

lost in thought The teacher's voice faded into the distance. Back then, the present seemed unimaginably distant, and you had no idea

where you were in 2013. A flock of sparrows chirped and flew past the trees outside the window. A piece of chalk hit your head.

The teacher made you stand and listen to the lesson. Your classmates whispered among themselves. Leaves fell outside the window. No one noticed

how quickly time passed. Looking back now, do you wish you could start over? Dear readers, Hongsheng is a young man unwilling to settle for mediocrity.

After ten years of hard study, struggling through the world, my youth has gradually faded away. Those innocent and beautiful

things from the past, when occasionally recalled, are only remembered with sighs and cherished memories. Hongsheng is not a delicate person; I have endured countless hardships. Perhaps many years

later, I will still have achieved nothing, but as long as the heart of my dreams remains, that is enough. Goodbye, time. Cherish the present, cherish

all that is beautiful, and even if you face many difficulties in the future, never give up your beliefs.

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