"Cheng Zhen, stay here well. Mom is going to buy some water." "When mom comes back, let's go ride the roller coaster together." I looked at this unfamiliar amusement park. Mom left, and I sat there for an hour...2 Hours...5 Hours... "Kid, what are you doing here?" The aunt at the playground saw me, "My mother went to buy water," I replied, "Your mother won't come." "..." The aunt sent me to the orphanage. I didn't cry. Tears are meaningless things...
The orphanage is a building without a door. There are twelve rooms inside, and each room has six beds. I came here when I was five years old. The only memories I have are working, eating, cleaning, sleeping, and the abuse of the hostess. These memories ended abruptly a week ago, when a family adopted me...
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Maybe it should be called NP writing? Or maybe it should be called ambiguous writing? This is a question that the author of Nerve has been thinking about...
"Xiao Cheng, I like you..." Er Sha Kise said, with a suspicious red light on his face
"I like you, Xiaocheng" Akashi said with a serious look on his face
"Yuko, I think I might have fallen in love with you," the little transparent Kuroko said expressionlessly.
"According to morning divination, today is a good day to express love." The arrogant Queen Midorima pushed up her glasses.
"Hey, do you want to eat a delicious bar?" Murasakibara secretly snickered after putting a confession note in the snack.
"Xiao Cheng, I like you" Black-skinned Qingfeng touched his neck with an uncomfortable look on his face
Stop, stop, stop, this is just a scene made up by the author, and what is actually written is completely different from the previous one.
So... Just go and see it yourself
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