Siluo carefully selected the school she would apply to, which disturbed her days. Siluo was tired and weak, and her grades were not ideal, so she chose a school she didn't like. She packed her luggage, lay on the bed, and stared at a black spot on the wall, "What is that? Is it a spider? Or is it just a stain?"
"Tch, I'm not Woolf." The room was dark, and the only thing that was bright was the disk-like moon outside the window. The moonlight is cold and scattered on the earth. It makes people feel dead and silent, without any life.
The moonlight is not cold, but I know that this is determined by the mentality.
Silo asked herself: "Is there no other way?" "There really is no other way."
"I have no right to resist, so destroy it."
What we really care about is our brotherhood. After all, we have four years to live. Even if we are not real brothers, we still have to say some polite words. And this emotion between people originally needs people to maintain it. Now that Xiaoqian has stood up, others will stand up in the future to maintain our relationship.
We can share wealth and happiness, and we can share joys and sorrows. We don't care how our lives are. What we want is very simple, just fairness and the same respect.