A dream, waking up full of regrets.
The dream was about twins and a woman. I have forgotten what happened, but it will never be forgotten for a long time.
I sat there for a long time, looking back at my life, and it seemed that I didn't have such regrets.
I just remember that their names are very poetic. The woman's name is Gui Li.
Some obsessive-compulsive disorder does not allow the same name, and separation sounds unlucky.
I wanted to abandon it, but the woman's figure was very lonely.
The beginning of writing this article is the Hungry Ghost Festival, with a rare blood moon.
And that dream has begun to become blurry. If I don't write it down, even the feeling of regret will dissipate.
Before writing it, I originally planned to write a short story that was mindless and refreshing. Recently, I have been addicted to short plays and can't extricate myself. I want to write about brainless! !
Unexpectedly, writing an article is a gift to yourself, right? No one knew the ending before writing it. Do I just know? I don't know either.
This kind of two-way world is full of loopholes once you think about it.
I haven't thought about it, but the story will come out on its own.
Intention: Forgetting and Regret