You know, there is a fog in front of you, and you are exhausted both physically and mentally. I no longer believe in this world, no longer believe that there will be true love for a lifetime, I have long understood the pain and helplessness in the world, but when I meet you, I can't be cruel.
If you make a wrong step, you will lose the game. A wandering life may be an inescapable fate.
Please give up on me. I am the source of unreasonable disasters. Why do you treat me like this? It will make me even more sad.
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