This is a novel, and if you think of it as a story, you're wrong. If you think of it as life, then I was wrong. This is a story in life. As long as you pay attention, you will find that life is not inferior to stories.
This is life in stories. If you pay attention, our lives can be found in all kinds of strange stories.
This is a memory of youth. The story in the memory is like the moon in flowers and water in the mirror, hurriedly flowing away from the fingers of time. The winter of that year passed away forever.
But this is not a tragic novel. From beginning to end, if you feel pain, you should smile and feel the pain.
This article is dedicated to all those who love her innocently, so that those who hate Mimi will feel happy and laugh about her death.
At the same time, it also allows people who like Mimi to be braver, stronger, more self-confident, and more colorful, and call me a big bastard.
The novel is finished and life goes on
Purpose: The dead rest in peace and the living remain strong