Seven Traces

When she was young, she thought that he was the "catastrophe" that she should not have in her life. A few years later, the "puppet" broke free from its restraints. After breathing, she realized that in her short twenty-odd years, it turned out that she was the "catastrophe" that destroyed his entire life. "It's my great honor to meet you, and I can't live up to it." Suddenly, it seemed like someone was calling her name? But was it really her who was calling? Which one is the real her? Even she herself doesn't know! "Lin Jia?" "414..." "Ling Yu!" Three different names, three different stories, she still likes the name "Ling Yu" the most. Unfortunately, the named celebrity is no longer alive... She dared not forget how she forced a smile when she fell in her arms, and used her last breath to comfort her: "Don't... Don't cry... I... We... Don't... Don't blame... You, not... You... Your..." Wrong... And her? She could only watch helplessly as the person in her arms became colder and colder. Apart from repenting and crying, she could do nothing... Nothing! That year, the girl she was protecting had grown up, but she still lay in bed crying and said aggrievedly: "If there is an afterlife, the three of us might as well stop being best friends. Have you lost all your emotional intelligence to your IQ? We have been acting as helpers for so long, and let my brother chase you, but the result is very little! Forget it, you will be my sister in the next life, right? Under the influence of my childhood enlightenment, the quality will definitely be leveraged." The man paused and then said, "As for Qing... How about she be our daughter? We dote on her so much. Who dares to bully her? I can't beat him to pieces and kneel down and sing "conquer" to me?" At that time, she only commented in four words: "Idiot's dream." When she was sixteen years old, her eyes were bleary, and it was the boy who knocked on the table and told her about the classroom disciplines. She only thought that this man was very annoying. This was her first impression of him. At the age of twenty-two, she never imagined that she would see him again. They had changed a lot, but they still recognized each other in the vast sea of people. After looking at each other, she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen and wanted to run away. Before she could take advantage, someone held her wrist. He lowered his head and looked into her eyes and choked: "Don't leave, okay? Please..." Suddenly, he let go of her hand and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Have you forgotten me again?" Her eyes were firm: "I haven't forgotten, long time no see." He said a lot to her that day. It was also that day that she realized that they were not the first time they met when they were sixteen, but they met again for two years after they were sixteen. In this life, everyone around her died because of her, sisters, close friends, lovers... Why? Why exactly? They will be the ones to bear the consequences! She was obviously the one who caused everything... Why should others take the responsibility for her? If there really is an afterlife, I beg you, please don't meet me again no matter what, please. -------------------------------------------------------- (1. The author of this article is very lazy and does not update it regularly, but book fans, you have to believe that the author will update it one day??(???)??) 2. The author is very clever. If there are typos or other problems in the article, please point it out politely and I will correct it and try to avoid making it again next time. 3. Please read the book in a civilized manner, don't read it if you don't like it, and don't criticize it) Intention: People who are separated will definitely meet again