That night, the cold wind blew across their faces, and the two of them sat on the top floor. The wind blew their hair messy, and the girl's eyes were empty. After a long time, Ji Ran spoke.
"Xu Qing, don't come close to me. I'm too pessimistic."
The words reached the boy's ears and he sneered.
"What should I do? I just want to fight with you until I die."
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The length of life depends on how you live it, enjoy it or hate it
It is better to be dazzling than to be downcast. There is a fog that cannot be circumvented and a forest that cannot be walked out. As long as the heart is bright, there is a way in the valley.
Stand in front of the mirror and say to yourself, look, this is so beautiful.
Intention: moving forward
