The story between an inkstone that thinks it is an oleander and a gentle and loving jade pendant
The story was conceived in 2008, 10 years ago (my terrible procrastination)
It's finally finished. There are many loopholes in it, but I haven't modified it. It can be regarded as a comparison between the me 10 years ago and the me now.
I suddenly picked up writing recently, and I will have many stories to tell you in the future.
I hope you won't dislike it
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