How she wished she could start it all over again.
If she could, she wouldn’t have to meet them again, and then she wouldn’t have to suffer the pain of losing them.
Whenever she woke from a midnight dream, tears streaming down her face, she would shout desperately at those few blurred yet familiar silhouettes, “Big brothers! I’ve been good! Don’t go! Don’t go! Please, don’t leave me!”
She always hoped that if she kept calling out to them, they would turn around and run to her, ruffle her hair affectionately, and reply, “You little dummy! What have you done this time?”
Luo Xiaoyi: “Everyone has a goal. You don’t have one right now because your goal lies in the future.”
She laughed recklessly. “Then I’ll just follow my heart, hahaha!”
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Chen Jiying: “You could live so much more freely, but you’ve tied yourself down. Why?”
She lowered her head and smiled bitterly. “You’re not exactly free and carefree yourself, are you?”
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Xu Qingchen: “Why are you pushing yourself so hard?”
She smiled faintly. “I want to stay alive.”
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Lu Weijia: “You have to learn to protect yourself!”
She feared nothing. “Don’t I still have you all?”
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She always thought life would go on like this, but she didn’t know that life always had a way of playing tricks on her. In the end… A tragic story with an imperfect ending.
