"A mayfly lives and dies in the morning and evening."
Xiang Fuyou returned to Yunnan before her death, the most beautiful place in her memory. She made her most pious wishes at the 4,680-meter Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. She watched the seagulls in the sky pass over her shoulders and flew away in a hurry at the Erhai Lake, where she stretched blue sea. She bought bouquets of cheap and beautiful flowers for herself at the Dounan Flower Market...
Finally she returned home, to the place that had trapped her all her life.
When the police arrived, Xiang Fuyu was lying on the sofa in the dark living room, her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.
Looking back, the blood dyed the whole hand bright red, and there was a pool of blood where the hand hung down.
They found a diary in her bedroom, with four words on the cover: "Diary of Breaking out of the Cocoon". It was written extremely seriously, upright and solemn, and each stroke seemed to be engraved into people's hearts.
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Xiang Fuyou had a dream in a trance.
There was a lot of noise in my ears, including men, women, the elderly, children... The chatter of a group of people, the sound of raindrops falling, it was very chaotic, and the chaotic people were so angry that they had no way to vent their anger.
Opening my eyes, incomplete pictures flashed by quickly, sharp eyes, indifferent faces, chaotic and lively crowds, reflecting the dim autumn window... Everything was chaotic and unclear.
When she opened her eyes again, she came to Bicheng Middle School. The sunlight shines through the glass window and covers the person. It was the evening sun, but it was as majestic and vital as the morning sun.
Chi Guanyu was wearing a white school uniform. The young man straightened his shoulders and delivered a speech warmly and cheerfully.
The sun was so hot at that moment that it blurred the boy's figure or confused the girl's eyes.
It's a pity that "even though there is sunlight, it cannot revive it."
The sun was not born for her.
At the end of the dream, there is a torn case sheet, a cold room, and a dream that cannot be completed in the end.
Intention: reality towards be
