最悲哀的事，是我们过去的所有，都会变成回忆。
你是回忆，我也是回忆。
最后，我们都只变成了对方记忆中的曾经。
The moment we gave each other our promises of eternity in marriage was the happiest, and because it was such great blissfulness that it actually turned out unreal.
The saddest thing is that all our pasts will simply become memories.
You are a memory, and i am a memory.
In the end, we have become the mere past in the memories of each other.
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