Where Can Dust Settle?

I don't remember how many times I have read this article. Anyway, I seem to have read it over and over again, but I still can't help but want to cry every time I read it...

It's so cruel! ! ! ! That's right, I have a hidden M constitution.

A bolt from the blue! I've actually seen the latest chapter! ! I'm so sad! !

BeThe ending is too cruelQ_Qbig you bad silver

The first part is short, peace of mind only exists in memories... I was really looking forward to seeing An Xin alive.

I feel so sad. I almost cried in the last chapter. Fortunately, I held it back. This reminds me of the movie "The Story of Hawking", which tortures you bit by bit...

I don't know what to say, I feel a little sad

While waiting for the tears to well up, let me share some personal impressions. + Human beings are born with sins, and walking in this mortal world is to atone for their sins. I used to think this was nonsense until I met him. He was no different from us at first, a family of three living in peace and contentment. But it was unimaginable that a close blood relative would leave in such a tragic and dramatic way, and his dream was shattered. He is the evil star. No, no, he didn't believe it. He loves them, and he doesn't want them to suffer. This responsibility is too heavy, and he is still immature and unable to bear it. Not listening, not seeing, not thinking, hiding in a remote paradise of spiders and dust, crying? How is it possible. I don't believe it, I don't believe it - whether they left me or the culprit is squatting here, I don't believe it at all. After that came the little things of being dependent on others and suffering despair. It's not a big deal, it's just that hope and warmth are shattered and crushed until they are annihilated, but that pain and self-blame are entangled and entangled until they are strangled. It's just that there is no longer enough faith to support it, that's all. But death is a very, very troublesome thing. There is nothing you can do if the God of Death is too lazy to pay attention to you. So, as long as you live, it will be fine. If you keep waiting, one day... He doesn't want to work hard, he doesn't want to fight, he doesn't want to struggle. He doesn't want anything, so why bother struggling? He just needs to wait. The useless skin that is despised by all kinds of people will rot sooner or later, so it is better to exchange for a slightly more relaxed waiting time. Unfortunately, no matter how boring a story is, it is still a story. There are always some interesting plots that are enough to be called a "story" rather than something else. For readers, and for the fate of bad taste, An Xin could not be more interesting in this world. A poor man who had fallen into the abyss met his light. Something in the dark prompted him to have a frantic desire. Love, love fiercely, love like a moth to a flame - for this is God's last mercy, accompanied by cruel malice. The light, the last light, went out. Only then did he realize that the pain and despair of the past were just the foundation stone. On top of this foundation stone, a more terrifying and darker future would be built. Do you think you've fallen to the bottom of the abyss? Don't be naive. Take your heavy sins, your broken love, and your newly born false and foolish hopes, and go to the endless end. I came here with my sins, and I deserve to suffer. There is no need for extravagance, no need for fantasy, just wait. But as time goes by, the excellent skin is stained with wind and frost, and it can't help but waver a little. I... I actually... Have no fault? How about... Settlement? How about giving it a try? I reach out for the last time. And then, ah, again. The good things will eventually leave me, because they are meant to hurt me more deeply. Living is a helpless casualness and an insurmountable bad habit. Fortunately, it is eventually swallowed up and destroyed by the instinct of death. No more trouble, no more effort. What I seek, what I hope for, what I mourn for is this eternal darkness. His journey of atonement is finally complete. Reminds me of "The Shawshank Redemption". "Every feather of his body is filled with the brilliance of freedom." Deep in the quagmire, looking up at the sun; deep in jail, touching the moonlight. And Chen Ai is another extreme. Well, it took more than an hour to tell a little bit about my views on Chen Ai. Such an extremely slow speed has only appeared when I was so shocked by movies and books that I couldn't rely on myself to write a review... Well, okay, I mean, this article is very good, and the author is also very good, very excellent. Sometimes I really can't tell the difference between "I" and "Chen Ai". I want to drink a glass of wine and cry, but I just can't cry. My mind is a little confused and I don't know what I'm talking about. That's it. The author is really good. I'm so annoyed, my melancholy mood has been completely destroyed by this crappy computer. I've posted it several times with wrong instructions. Don't force me to change my computer to post comments. I want to sleep. Ugh.

You weren't finished when I came back!

= = Extras... Are there any more?