[If Zhou became a human being]
Campus version & social animal version, pure love → hate the sea and love the sky
The night before Monday arrives, you and Sunday embrace each other tenderly, like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks about to be separated.
Monday's death stare aside.
A sudden burst of yin and yang energy, but it hurts your heart and makes you very angry.
You and Sunday hugged each other and cried, angrily denouncing the unfairness of the world that only wants to break up lovers.
Monday endured his jealousy and said coldly, "Crying? Crying counts as time."
Crying certainly counts as time.
As soon as 0 o'clock arrives, Monday tears away the Sunday that is stuck to you, pinches your tear-stained cheeks and makes a cold face, feeling low self-esteem and painful indescribable. They were clearly childhood sweethearts but ended up becoming a couple.
He clearly knows that you don't love him anyway.
I had no choice but to hold you in my arms with spikes all over your body over and over again in pain.
If you hate it, you will hate it thoroughly; if you love it, you will love it bloody.
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*Otome's short unit essay
*The second person of the text, where the name is involved, the address is "you" → "You" (You)
*Enthusiasm, welcome to order^ ^
Purpose: Love life
