She broke free from the muddy fairy tale and saw the vast white light at a glance. She said that it was like walking into an empty myth. There was still bottomless black mud entangled with people under her feet, but her hands could barely touch the light that was shed like a god from the sky.
She looked up, lowered her eyes and stared hard at her feet, as if she were on the edge between black and white, panicking, struggling, and finally tearing apart the invisible light film of the world, but forgetting how to laugh or cry.
"Nan Nan, be good, be good... It will be over soon."
"Sister, what will we do next?"
Nannan has wanted to be reincarnated ever since she was sensible, but all the pressure made her unable to raise the hand holding the knife to the artery.
People say that life requires courage; but who can tell her why even death is so difficult.
Love is just the spice of life. It will make the ordinary life more flavorful, but it will not resolve the endless suffering. Therefore, during her most difficult years, she only dared to long for and look forward to it, but did not dare to touch it. She knew, so what if she touched it, how could that little bit of sugar powder be mixed with the demonic black water?
Ps: The text is not as dark as the copy, it is definitely sweet! !
The female protagonist is a real and courageous little fragrant pear who can be salty or sweet; the male protagonist is arrogant in the early stage and pursues his wife and warm man in the later stage.
Intention: Our embrace is each other's antidote