I often have nightmares recently, and when I wake up, I don't remember them all. Only my body is still shivering. I think this may just be due to high work pressure. I need to either change my job or change my mentality. Facing the same group of people every day, my face froze with laughter. When can I take off this damn incomplete mask? Alone, in the dead of night, I always think of you. I didn't like to talk much before, but now I want to say it but no one listens.
This is a very short story about those people and things that you don't get. I know that after hearing this, you will definitely sneer at me and even laugh at me for being a fool! Coward! It doesn't matter, I know it's hard for you to understand me, because I can't understand myself.
If one day, you recall this story and be moved, that would be enough...
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