Someone said to me, do you know what are the two most persistent people in the world?
The man had his back to me and his voice was very soft.
"Isn't it for revenge?" He looked at the man coldly, "There is also someone for protection."
She looked up at me and stopped talking. The one who never changes.
I already knew it. The former type of people are indifferent and lonely. From the many examples I have seen, I know that these people have no good results, but the things they rely on to survive can always remain in this world. The latter type of person is fragile and happy, and seems to have everything, but that happiness may be shattered at the touch of a finger. If you are not strong enough, you may not be able to cheer up again in your life.
I thought that person might be mocking me, since I saw her as a child.
However, I tightened my grip on the sword. If it exists for two purposes, maybe I can be strong.
She didn't know that there was another kind of power called despair and fear.
The sound of the wind chimes was ringing crisply, and the thin sound made people tremble. I put on a smile, and what caught my eye was the early spring snow wrapped in the wind chimes.