"Pen, do you like folk music?" Aren asked."Yes, I do." Aspen nodded. "Folk song lyrics are always so genuine and heartfelt—they really touch people's hearts.""Indeed," Aren said. "Like this song says, 'I still care for you deeply, like the wind that traveled 8,000 miles, not asking when it will return.'"Hearing these lyrics, something stirred in Aspen's heart. She turned to look at Aren. "Aren, do you... do you still remember this song?""Of course I remember," Aren replied. "This was our favorite song back in university.""Yes." A nostalgic gleam appeared in Aspen's eyes. "Back then, we often went to folk music performances together, traveled, and did so many things together.""Pen, I'll never forget those beautiful memories," Aren said tenderly. "I hope we can create many more wonderful memories together."Aspen looked at Aren, her smile growing sweeter.Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, the atmosphere in Colin's villa was entirely different."Colin, you're back."
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