A voice in the wall called her name.
The cracks under the floor were growing day by day.
The dean's memory is like sand, leaking out every day.
When Shique was fourteen, Daisy placed a god's seed in her palm.
"Plant it and you will fall asleep. Maybe a year, maybe ten years."
"What if I don't wake up?"
"Then I'll go down and find you."
She jumped into the abyss.
The tree grew out of her palm, its roots wrapped around the entire seal, and its golden leaves covered all the darkness.
The lights in dormitory No. 6 Are on every night.
Mirabell folded a new handkerchief every day, Elinor memorized seventeen volumes of data, and Lucinda applied and rubbed lipstick.
Leon stood by the crack for a whole night.
Cecilia filled the cave with moonflowers.
A year later, the canopy reached its dome.
Shique opened his eyes.
There were people sitting under the tree.
"You're back."
"Yeah. I'm back."
Purpose: Love the world and love life