Human life is like the flowers blooming on a glazed vase. Once it is struck, it will break into pieces.
Strange you, strange me, have taken the same road in this strange world, a strange road.
Maybe we were familiar once, but had to become strangers, just because we cared too much.
Too afraid of being hurt, too afraid of love, too afraid of remembering what happened in the past.
There is too much helplessness in the world, and we want to avoid it from the beginning, but things happen in the unknown.
Finally, what was supposed to come came, and at that moment, my heart was gone.
If you are a stranger, I hope you will not remember me, because if you forget me, maybe you will be able to find happiness...
Weimo means that nothing is over, there is no end to sorrow and happiness...
Sometimes, you often don't know what you once had until you lose it. The distance of turning around may be a lifetime of happiness.
Give me another summer to carry the memories that only one person can remember.
A story about the end of the Seven Nights, a fragmented fairy tale whose name and ending have been forgotten.
She always stood somewhere invisible to them, in another way of existence.
Use tears to wash away the beauty, sadness and melancholy of a lifetime.
Those things in life that cannot be forgotten, joy and pain, are unforgettable.
This article belongs to the last midsummer at the end of the year.
If we meet, please cherish each other and we will never leave each other in this life.
If you don't care too much, why bother? No matter how much we love each other or how much we care about some people, they are destined not to be together. What we see is invisible. No matter what, they are entangled and heartbroken. But life has to go on. It is better to say goodbye, to be buried deeply, to be strangers...
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With her burgundy hair and her youthful school uniform, she could be the current Ryuzaki Sakurano.
Thank you Qi for the cover