"Well, this article is not an internet king, it is not a campus, it is not a time travel, it is not a comedy. It's so shocking that I made a little cross on my right foot."
If life were only like the first time we met.
After that, Fujiwara Nuan felt helpless and sad when he said these words. Whether she loved or not, she probably hated. Maybe she met the right person, but got the wrong mood.
She has seen too many such people and such things, but it is definitely not her.
She didn't know if she was ignorant and shallow, but she always believed it.
She may not necessarily believe in love, but she must believe in her.
She said that if there is a god, it must be herself.
She said that if there is a ghost, it must be her.
She said that it was her, she herself, who pulled her back from the swamp of gradually disappearing illusions, which made her believe and be grateful for her living self, always the same.