Bodhi has no tree,
The bright mirror is also not a platform.
Originally there was nothing,
Where is the dust?
Although they live in the same world, they are separated by a natural chasm.
In each other's world, I can see you crying and you can see me smiling, but I can never feel your body temperature, just like you can never feel my heartbeat.
I won't abandon the trap, I won't abandon the trap. . Don't abandon the trap. . Even if it hurts. . I won't give up anymore. . I swear~~~(Raise your paws!) It's painful to write. . I won't give up either. .
All right. . I don't give up. . I'm just coding at a rate of 20 words per month. .