Legend has it that when God created man, he divided an apple in heaven into two halves and threw them down to earth. One half became a man and the other half became a woman. Everyone in the world is half an apple dropped by God. Only by finding their other half can they return to heaven. However, in the end of the world, where will the other half be? In the vast sea of people, who was the original other half? Destiny plays a trick on people, even if they meet, can they be together? Therefore, rather than saying that God is creating fate, it is better to say that He is writing tragedy. However, for people, the greatest tragedy is love: a topic that has been talked about for thousands of years, and a pain that has hurt for thousands of years. This pain is not specific pain, this injury has no obvious marks. It's the pain of tearing the heart into pieces again and again and sticking it together again; it's the trace left after crushing the memory into powder and blowing it away by the wind. Therefore, not every legend has a beautiful story; not every encounter has a tender look back; not every encounter has a romantic memory; not every love has a happy ending.
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What's going on? Is this the end? Brother Lin just fell asleep like this? And what's going on with Yin and Niyuan's brother and sister? Is it going to end like this without any explanation? Oh no, author! ~~~
What's going on? Is this the end? Brother Lin just fell asleep like this? And what's going on with Yin and Niyuan's brother and sister? Is it going to end like this without any explanation? Oh no, author! ~~~