"He was obviously covered in blood.
But he still wants me to be clean. "
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The old corridors are blown by the wind, the North Street is empty, and the prodigal son still has not returned.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I just miss you."
The last dark cloud covers the sky over the city,
Completely crush the remaining light here,
The air is noisy, making it hard to breathe.
"Zian... You go and surrender."
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The twinkling stars outside the corridor tore apart the dark night,
He was left huddled there alone,
I cried while holding two identical admission notices.
"Chu Zian, I miss you so much."
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The day I was released from prison,
He looked intently at Lu Yao, who was standing next to Lincoln.
It's still the same as it was seven years ago, with sunshine and just the right temperature.
However, he is no longer the beautiful young man he once was.
"Why don't you come with me."
"Because I firmly believe that one day we can walk side by side on the street and walk against the light."
PS:
Reality/Healing/Bitterness/Sadomasochism
The introduction is incompetent, please move to the main text.
Intent: Redemption, Healing