Who lost my hope
Who lights up my front
The lonely journey is stuck in the mud
Who saves whom in the end?
I once passed by a beautiful paradise
I plucked the flowers of sin
Finally burned down the paradise
The flowers eventually withered
——"Lan'er said, there will always be sunshine.
I'm standing on a ruined cliff
I accidentally shot down a sun
I met the old friend of Mask
But I also put on a mask
a group of lost people
seek each other out, hurt each other
smiling
perform masquerade
last minute
where does my journey end
In the end, whose Eden is it...
P. S. This article does not accept brick bidding business, please avoid selling bricks.
This article pursues one purpose - abuse! As much abuse as you want! Physical abuse, mental abuse! Let's torture together!
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What I wrote in front is for those of you who don't understand,
This is a joint article written by two people (co-written by Ying Yingran and Lost Love). It is about two people who have traveled through time.
One is dressed as Hisoka (by Ying Yingran)
A little girl dressed as Memories and having a relationship with Hisoka (Lost Love)
Use the first person pronoun to make joint sentences.
There will be a bracket at the beginning of each chapter to write whose perspective it is switched to (similar to Feng Yanyin's style)
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Joint text.
Sakura Yingran.
Lost love.