"Is your story like, a flower was sick, someone replaced it, and someone took good care of the flower?"
"No, my story is that a flower got sick and he left, but the flower still grew back on its own."
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When I woke up, I traveled back to my freshman year. I remember that in my previous life, I had no energy to cherish my boyfriend because of my depression, so I was snatched away by my classmates. I was also admitted to a mental hospital due to the stimulation. If I live another life, can I find my love? No, I mean, can I accept the painful personality behind my depression and find my true self?
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