The doctor said that Zhou Yutang's illness has been cured and there is no possibility of the disease developing in the future.
Finally, the core figures of the Zhou Group no longer have any flaws exposed to the dark sunshine.
Zhou Yutang pursed his lips, his face in formal attire neither happy nor sad.
He bought a bouquet of flowers on the way home, and he didn't know whether he was celebrating or mourning with his heavy makeup.
The moment he opened the door, he looked at the empty room and just stood there.
"I'm back"
He sighed slowly, but no one responded.
"You're back, welcome home" was the response that echoed every day. The man stretched his head out of the kitchen with a familiar and warm smile.
Yes, Zhou Yutang nodded slightly and loosened the flowers that he was holding tightly with his fingers.
He smiled softly.
The disease is not cured.
It turns out that the person who suffered from the disease has been immersed in the dream of the disease and does not want to wake up.
The inspiration comes from a kind of psychological disorder - unrequited love. If you are curious, please search for it (づ ●─● )づ
It's probably a story about a pair of children of the same father who encounter a series of encounters that gradually make things weird. (For the sake of purity, here I wrote a very simple introduction that is very boring and only slightly related.)
Note: (The author is a person who will run away after a trap, so abandoning the trap and running away is not a big problem.)
But if it's only 20,000 to 30,000 words, I'm confident it will be completed.
Post it as soon as you finish it. Don't make any changes. Please forgive me for any inaccuracies (because it's a writing practice, and I'm practicing for another article that is beyond my ability.)
Purpose: flaunting correct values