The clear sky was swallowed bit by bit by the thick and heavy haze, and the gray snowflakes were as shrill as demons, whistling and sweeping in the howling cold wind. As far as the eye could see, there was an invisible grayness.
——She could never forget the nightmare lurking deep in her heart.
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The handsome young man with black hair looked at her, his red pupils filled with waves of pain and anger, full of accusations against her. His voice was also lower than usual: "I think I can't hold on to you like this anymore..."
The handsome young man with blond hair stood in front of her with the light behind him. The backlight cast a golden edge on his outline. The expression on his face was unreal: "Why are you doing this?"
The indifferent girl with black hair stared at her calmly with lavender eyes: "It turns out that I was wrong. Maybe time really took 'her' away."
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She is constantly searching for lost memories, but in the process she is constantly forgetting the past.
She wanted to grasp the happiness that was already at her fingertips, but she let the happiness slip away while worrying about gains and losses.