There is no absolute good or evil, right or wrong, love or hate in my script.
Because in this black-and-white world, our love wanders on that fuzzy boundary, and the sunlight that separates day and night in the early morning cannot separate our intertwined hands.
It's just that those trembling, intoxicating, and eternal moments can never come into the light of day - they are for the third kind of love.
P. S.
1. The heroine is in the late stage of psychosis and has a slightly dark psychology. If she cannot accept it, please do not enter.
2. Part of the background of the article is set on campus, but it is not a sweet article about campus love.
Finally, even if I just say a few words, I would like to thank everyone who has the patience to read this article.
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