——It is rumored that there will be a subway at around 11 o'clock in the night, and those who are unfortunate enough to take it will never return.
"After eternal separation, sadness, and then being forgotten. This is human beings. Memories will eventually fade. Maybe it is a wise choice to simply erase the memory before the pain begins."
The kiss stopped just an inch away.
So close, forever.
Finally he knelt in front of the door and burst into tears. Maybe he had tried to leave more than once, holding on to a hope called despair.
If we can use science to answer our doubts about the gods and use science to realize our hopes, then the gods and hopes are already scientific things. Where is love? Can love also be understood and achieved through science? Everything is built in the era of science and rationality. Does love still exist?
"I want to be human..."
Tell me what death is.
Hush - I heard my soul whispering to myself.
Everything has just begun
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