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开追悼会那天，是故意没有去的，我隐隐约约地有点害怕。害怕听到经过自己的手笔和思想过滤的句子，再一次侵犯和伤害我心中的什么东西……
On the day of the memorial service, I did not go there deliberately. I was a bit scared vaguely. Fear of hearing through my own handwriting and thought-filtered sentences, once again violate and hurt what my heart ...