"Apologise!" She stood on the roof of the building, her short hair fluttering messily in the wind, like a flag.
"Mom, I'm sorry for you... You come down first." The woman finally relaxed.
She glanced at the man who was still yelling: "But I don't forgive him!"
Her body fell backwards, falling straight down in the air like a kite with its string broken.
The flag fell,
she is dead,
His yoyo is gone.
Until that day, a voice whispered in his ear:
[Now there is an opportunity, but Ji Mingfeng, are you willing to give up everything you have?
He burst into tears: "I do."
After eight long years, he heard that voice again, beguiling, like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, wetly sticking to his neck:
[Now, are you willing to give up everything you own?
He collapsed and shouted: "I don't want to, I don't want to, no matter how many times I ask, I don't want to! I warn you not to touch her!"
Intention: Growing up may not solve anything, but if you don't grow up, there will be nothing.
