Note: this chapter contains flashbacks.
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"Do you really love me?" A young man with long white hair asked another young man with long black hair standing in front of him.
He had to raise his voice if he wanted the man to hear him. At this time, they were standing near a waterfall that made a lot of noise as its water hit the dark gray rocks below. It was noisy, but its beauty was undeniable. The clear water was like a bridge connecting the sky and the ground because it was so high that it seemed to have no limit above it. When it flowed on the ground, the water was still pure, and it even revealed what was hidden at the bottom of the rocks.
