The rain kept falling in the evening, and Du Wei sat alone on the floor in front of the window and looked at the kapok petals that had been knocked down by the rain, and covered the floor with blood. It was as intense as a burning flame, as if it had burned out the entire life.
She bent down and picked up the flower that spun all the way down and then landed on her heel with a "snap" sound. Smiling slightly, her eyes were empty and a little indifferent.
Perhaps the best ending is nothing more than this, and existence is nothing more than a fateful disaster. She always thought so.
Some things can be easily broken, either destroyed or become stronger.
She couldn't get out of that memory.
Next to her were scattered painkillers that had been opened. Her face was pale and her hair was a little messy.
She smiled and raised her head slightly. Her eyes were blue, so blue that they seemed to be filled with water and could surge into a tide at any time.
She is 23 years old and lives alone.
No one knows her painful side
She is like an elf, extremely elegant in the crowd, with a smile, that faint and shallow smile that goes deep into people's hearts, and there is no haze in her like that.
No one knows her past. She came to this city 2 years ago. Then she easily integrated into the city, and no one asked about her past.