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简介：Su Can caressed the path he walked, and the melancholy memory became active. At a certain period of time, he suddenly became still. He was as still as the image of the sunset, as lifelike as a printed oil painting. He stood there for a while and glanced at Ruoyan's clothing. On the shop floor, people were smiling dumbly, walking on a slightly deformed bicycle.