"My heart will stop beating when the blood runs out." Facing Chen Ming, I thought
It can't stop stirring when it's close to you.
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Years later, I wrote in my diary
From the second grade of junior high school to the sophomore year of college, I still like you.
——2014 8.4
The next day.
I will never bother you again. Happy birthday Chen Ming. He must like this gift very much...
——2014 8.5
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I once said to you, 'My heart will stop when the blood runs out.' But I haven't waited for your reply until now.
It's so hard to like you... I don't want to like you anymore.
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Lin Zhi was very quiet and well-behaved that day. No one noticed anything unusual about her, thinking that she just couldn't get out of her relationship.
In the evening, Lin Zhi sat on the stone slab and looked at the knife edge on her wrist quietly. There was a messy coat next to him with blood stains everywhere on it.
I don't know how long it took for the evening wind to blow. She murmured "... Why can't I stop..."
Chen Ming, I can finally stop liking you.
Intention: Even if I was born in the hottest summer, my secret love will not turn into passionate love