Many years, many years. How long have I been trapped in this dark place?
"Alsace, how long?"
[Well... Don't worry, it's almost here, please wait.
Ah, it's this sentence again, I'm tired of repeating it. Just go back to sleep.
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My name is Zhang Jingmo. My father is a freelancer and my mother is a strong woman.
They often quarreled, and the mother usually won. When the father lost, he would go out for half a month. I really want to know why they got married in the first place. If they had fought and divorced before I was born, would I have had a quiet environment.
They divorced before I was in junior high school, and I was awarded to my mother.
My mother began to teach me how to "be" a person, that is, socialize. But it was like I was disguising myself. After talking to people for a long time, I couldn't continue.
My mother was very disappointed. As I grew up, she became more and more displeased with me. I didn't know where I made her angry.
Fortunately, I still have Alsace.
When I was 18, I entered God's injustice.
They said I was an irresponsible person.
No, to be precise, I don't feel responsible.
I am interested in learning all kinds of things, which also leads to the wide range of my studies, but most of them are only at the introductory level.
They said I was a hidden criminal.
My definition of life is very vague. When I get bored, dying is a very good option.
But the world is always changing, and it seems that I cannot die. Time will always stop at the moment when I am obsessed with the world.
Having developed tear ducts bothered me when I was in kindergarten, although it sometimes brought benefits. I shed a few tears, and the teacher came over and asked me what was wrong. After several times, the teacher didn't pay much attention to me anymore. This is a good thing because it means I can do something that interests me.
When I was in junior high school, a girl accidentally tripped me. My knees throbbed so hard that physiological tears flowed down my cheeks. It was really annoying.
The fact that I, a boy, loves to cry a lot has caused a lot of gossip and even led to me being isolated.
In high school, several boys sent me love letters. Do I look like a girl?
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Well, the game begins!
Intention: Madmen pay attention to reason.