//Sentimental drama queen is actually sober in the world?? She is gloomy and indifferent but pitiful but she is actually a straight-ball puppy//Double strong, double white and black to redeem each other//Partial group portrait
[If forgetting is healing, then does remembering count as brave?
Fifteen-year-old Zhou Jiu was sitting by the window, her shoeless feet dangling outside the window.
She smiled, tears welling up in her eyes.
[Yes, I am crazy to write a letter and pray for someone to stay for me.
But she came here, not for me.
But, so what? I would make her just for me.
A letter from twelve years ago allowed Zhou Jiu to return to the past as Ning Zhuo and break into countless dreams of high school student Zhou Jiu.
In the dream:
Let's play a little game together! No? Didn't you say you'd cut off your fingers if you lost? ! ! !
Let's go for a night ride together! No? Didn't you mention fighting a motorcycle chase? ! ! !
Come and go to school together! No? This... I know. There must be no good things going to school...
During the day:
Ning Zhuo [I was exhausted at night... But why her! (Eyes emit lasers to illuminate Zhou Jiu)
Zhou Jiu (does not understand the behavior of his deskmate and listens carefully to the class jpg.)
Finally found:
The one who was chosen to be forgotten early was Zhou Jiu.
It was Ning Zhuo who used lies to pity the bruises.
"Are you sympathizing with me? I don't need it! Do you think your charity can change my life, which should have been dead long ago? I'm already completely rotten!!!"
"I've been acting too much, and I've been lying so much that I can't tell which ones are true."
After countless desires to open arms and embrace oneself were satisfied, excessive desires grew freely in dreams again and again.
The darkness in the heart is accepted as love, the staring eyes are enshrined as gods, and a twisted and paranoid two-way redemption begins.
The intertwining of dreams and reality, when should I wake up?
One sentence summary: Psychopaths provide dream analysis reports to potential psychopaths.
Random Little Theater:
[Tell me what have you dreamed about recently?
Ning Zhuo was wearing a white coat and rimless glasses, with his head lowered and a pen in hand writing on the dream record analysis.
[I dreamed of a girl, but I couldn't see her face clearly...]
Zhou Jiu frowned and thought for a while, but still couldn't clearly see the shadow in his mind.
[What kind of person do you think she is?
[Very strange, a bit crazy.
Ning Zhuo stopped the pen in his hand and stared at Zhou Jiu through the lenses.
At this time, a man pushed the door in, pointed at Ning Zhuo and shouted!
[You slipped through my white coat again!
Ning Zhuo took off his white coat and put on a hospital gown, grinning at Zhou Jiu.
Hello, I am that strange person.
However, everything in the dream... Is real! ! ! ——A rich, smart, beautiful lady who doesn't want to be named
Points of interest: main cp (gl? False Narcissus), deputy cp (gb), the ending may be different depending on the situation, and some plots may have slightly lower sanity.
Intention: Listen to ten thousand voices, but only be yourself.