I am a ray of memory, a touch of lovesickness, or just a string of bubbles. I was sealed in Murphy's dream. My heart only moves for one person, and he disappears without a trace. Because of him, I want to lift the seal. They said he was a ghost. I also love the ghost because it is his spirit. But one day, he appeared in my life again, no, in Murphy's life. I was sealed again...
Snippet:
I love him, but it's too late. It's too late.
Murphy kicked the fish tank to the ground. The little golden fish was struggling desperately, and her beautiful scales were still shining. Murphy twisted his hands together, his nails digging into his flesh without realizing it, and murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Lying quietly on the table was a copy of Huadu Business News, with an eye-catching headline: Successful businessman committed suicide and suffered from depression during his lifetime.
A little spoiler, the heroine of this article suffers from depression. "I" is her inner demon. This article is about our struggles with each other and with the outside world.
With suicides due to depression soaring, we should reflect.
Give it to those children suffering from depression, hoping they will have more courage to live. Only when you are alive can you have hope.