Mygo: a Sober and Heavy Girl Just Wants to Be Consumed Alone

[Main line pure friendship], [No CP direction], [Bianbai (slightly passed)], [Mygo!!!!!], [Ave Mujica], [Fan's second creation] No one knows better than Lin tide what the light looks like before it goes out. She was once the sun, filling the gaps in everyone's lives with light. But later she understood that the sun would also burn out. So she learned to slow down her breathing by half a beat, put her smile on standby, and wrapped her scarf in the warm June breeze, like an old record player that had been used for a long time and began to leak electricity, making only a rustling background noise. A late-night tram, a quiet piano room, an old fan, and a white stone placed on the corner of the table. These are all the parts that keep her running. She thought she had completely unplugged the power cord to the outside world. Just stay quietly in a dark place and wait for the battery to slowly drain out. But there is always someone handing out a bottle of ice water at the alleyway late at night; There will always be someone who puts their spare umbrella into her hand on rainy days; Someone always sang a song on the stage that she had never heard before, but the melody was like a socket specially reserved for her. Only then did she discover that a machine that she had given up on could also be allowed to be "charged" again in the palm of others.