All the words she wrote.
All.
"IT shows: how I love u, and…"
Lin Yueyin suddenly remembered that in middle school, on the bus during a spring outing, Cheng Ran showed her the fan literature he had written with a stern look on his face. Maybe she was ashamed at the time, Lin Yueyin thought.
The sunlight outlined transparent light and shadow on her ears, and some colorful glass was broken in between.
Although the girl's half-clean, half-bright face was treacherous, she was still a little ashamed.
Why, Lin Yueyin seemed to recall the red tips of her ears again, which were the embellishments of those who looked back——
No, she suddenly became convinced at that second.
Cheng Ran opened her mouth. She swallowed back some difficult and vivid words. Her lips were clearly moving:
"how, I want you."
Thinking of this, Lin Yueyin felt that the green in front of her eyes was flowing, and it seemed a bit green.
"Yu Zhizhi's benevolent wind, Ran Ran is in the clothes.
Read the sound and repair the bamboo, and the beauty is said to be returned. "
(Taken from "dilute" in the twenty-four poems in mid-August)
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The growth history of an atypical INTJ, where the past and reality are intertwined and looking forward to the future.
Goal: Earn 50 million US dollars before the age of 25 + find a perfect love
The content is complex, with the main line being the growth history from a first-person perspective, intermittent with the author's insights, suggestions and opinions on various fields.
Continuously updated intermittently. Perhaps it is a work that will never stop updating.
Let's witness it together.
Intention: I am very busy making money and studying, updates are random.