Lin You&Lin Jianli
The tone of the article is very depressing
Two small bitter gourds
Pseudobones, cousin relationships
Double death.
"Brother", Lin Jianli wrote these two words on Weibo and fell into a long dream from which he would never wake up. Blood soaked the screen of the mobile phone. Goodbye in heaven, maybe in hell. After all, no one's last words would be "brother".
Lin You stood on the rooftop of the 18th floor. He couldn't understand why life treated him like this. If he couldn't understand, he stopped thinking about it. The end of life is sunset, a bloody sunset. "Goodbye, world. Good night, Lin Jianli" were his last words.
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See you both in heaven.
Intention: Love takes root and sprouts in suffering