(Single heroine, not systematic, not brainless, unhappy writing, this is a story of half-heartedness and mutual redemption.)
"I feel like the world has become strange. People are venting their anger wantonly on the virtual network, "mocking, inverting, copying, and reprinting." It seems that everyone is living in a carnival without redemption. I stood in it and walked away... Am I broken? "
"No, the world is broken. "
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"I have obviously worked so hard, so hard... I have tried my best to embrace this world! Why... Are you still doing this to me?
Why! Why should I live... Living so hard..."
"You're not bitter, you're mint. "
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"If the world cannot tolerate her, then I will give her a warm home. Even if I have to give up my lifelong hobbies and dreams for this, as long as she can be happy, my answer is that I am willing. "
"If the world turns its back on him, then I will always accompany him, even if I have to give up my originally stable life for this, but as long as he can no longer worry, my answer is that I am willing. "
