Forgetting Ethan Qiao is more difficult than imagined, but also easier than imagined.
When it's late at night and everyone is asleep, it's hard not to think of the days I spent with Ethan Qiao. Every memory is like broken glass, reflecting the dazzling golden light but cutting the heart full of holes.
It was so difficult to erase Ethan Qiao's image from his mind. Especially during the holidays when his roommates went back to their hometowns, Julian Qiao stayed alone in the empty dormitory, facing the silent and stagnant air, and felt a bone-chilling cold for no reason.
His diary had not been written for a long time and was gathering dust on the top of the bookshelf. The last line of his diary read, "After the decisive battle with the evil forces, the holy light warrior lost all his power and became a mere mortal."
Perhaps this is the end of the Holy Light Warrior's eventful life. The story that follows is only about an ordinary young man.
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