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1 1 504 0.7
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2 2 401 1 33
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3 3 101 AniZhuanchangEnd Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory265.png
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4 4 301 DialogEnable From that day on, everything about Iris has completely vanished.
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5 5 301 If the letters are not piled up in the cabinet, you might even think that this person is but a figment of your imagination.
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6 6 301 Time flies.
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7 7 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Everything to do with that girl has been buried in a corner of your mind.
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8 8 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory14.png
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9 9 504 0
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10 10 301 AniZhuanchangEnd Until one day...
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11 11 301 A letter equally strange and familiar arrives in your mailbox.
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12 12 301 It comes across as strange because the envelope and paper used are too coarse, and there is even dirt on them.
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13 13 301 At the same time, the handwriting is familiar, for it has been etched into your memory.
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14 14 301 The content of the letter is exceedingly simple.
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15 15 301 It bears only location coordinates and a dried iris.
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16 17 301 However, the letter unlocks a dam of long-forgotten memories, and the words of past letters written gush forth, filling your mind.
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17 18 301 AniZhuanchangBegin It all feels like it happened yesterday.
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18 19 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory256.png
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19 20 301 AniZhuanchangEnd You carry out a private investigation into the coordinates and find that they are close to a recovered city.
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20 21 301 There are no Corrupted, nor are there high levels of the Punishing Virus.
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21 22 301 AniZhuanchangBegin You prepare yourself to head out to the coordinates on your own.
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22 23 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory7.jpg
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23 24 401 1 36
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24 25 301 AniZhuanchangEnd This is probably an abandoned opera house.
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25 26 301 Even though it's already been reduced to ruins, the place still has a certain charm to it.
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26 27 301 It's completely silent. The only light is from the moon, shining down through the hole in the roof.
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27 28 302 AniZhuanchangBegin (Follow the light forward) 29
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28 29 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgUi/BgTanchuang.png
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29 30 301 AniZhuanchangEnd AniZhuanchangBegin (Could she be here...?)
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30 31 401 2 1516
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31 32 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory8.jpg
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32 33 301 AniZhuanchangEnd You step into the opera house. She has her back to you, standing under the moonlight.
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33 34 301 Hearing the sound of footsteps, the girl slowly turns around.
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34 35 201 1 500291 1
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35 36 301 1 A pair of iris-colored eyes gaze at me. 1
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36 37 301 Iris was right. 1
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37 38 301 Even though the two of you have never met, you both immediately know that she is the one who has been waiting for you, and you, her. 1
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38 39 202 1
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39 40 301 The girl doesn't speak, but holds out her hand.
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40 41 301 There is no need for questions nor words. When she reaches out to you, you know what it means.
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41 42 301 AniZhuanchangBegin You put your hand in hers and cannot help shivering from its coldness.
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42 43 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgCg/CgHg101.jpg
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43 44 401 1 5
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44 45 301 AniZhuanchangEnd But she does not let go. She starts gently humming a song, leading me into a slow dance.
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45 46 301 The tune is languid and gentle, like a whisper between lovers.
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46 47 301 There is a bit of stumbling around at the beginning, but she takes your clumsiness in stride, firmly but gently guiding you through the steps.
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47 48 301 And so you slowly get the hang of her rhythm.
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48 49 301 Just as she has said in her letter, she is an amazing lead.
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49 50 301 Or perhaps you should say that she has become an amazing lead.
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50 51 301 Suddenly, there's a change in pitch and the rhythm becomes tenser and more passionate.
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51 52 301 She has also changed roles, moving from lead to follow, leaving herself in your hands.
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52 53 301 And so you have to change your role too, mimicking her steps from before as the lead.
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53 54 301 The funny thing is that it is not at all exhausting. It seems that you will always know what the next step is when you dance with her.
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54 55 301 It is just like those years when you comforted her, encouraged her, watched over her, and guided her.
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55 56 301 You tilt your head, looking straight at her.
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56 57 301 Those clear, bright eyes gaze right back at you.
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57 58 301 Her eyes no longer hold the innocence she once had, but the romance still alive.
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58 59 301 She's changed, yet remained the same.
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59 60 301 The only thing you can be sure of is...
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60 61 301 1 AniZhuanchangBegin That one step away, that distance between us, has now been traversed.
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