After watching "The Wind Mings", I wanted to write a story about trust, promise, escape and change.
A proud man, two quiet women, meeting and parting are just a dream in the world.
For you and me, we are both irreplaceable.
So I hope that the story is like the flower language that I have always loved.
Believe is happiness.
I also hope to be able to describe the happiness of ordinary, but not humble, little people.
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The girl who had believed in fairy tales since she was a child learned to be realistic after a teacher's criticism and no longer expected to fall into a corpse pit like someone else. However, at this time, she met a certain man who was much younger than herself. Without even meeting, this man kidnapped all her money~~~~
Sad~~~~~~~~~~~~`
Come, come, let's pay a moment of silence for a certain woman~~~~~~~~~~
A certain woman's name is Ina.
The curtain rises, the curtain falls, in an instant.
Happy, sad, that's all.
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Speaking of which, this pit was opened during the Spring Festival of 2006. Now it seems that the weakness in the plot can be clearly seen (the problems are not limited to these). I finally decided to revise it, but I couldn't bear to delete the traces of the first pit, so I left it here.
Maybe it's just being sentimental, but these scenes are the responsibility of the author, no matter how bad he is:)
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To tell a scary story, I personally saw the author fall asleep while sitting with his hands on the keyboard in the middle of typing #manual doge face?
To tell a scary story, I personally saw the author fall asleep while sitting with his hands on the keyboard in the middle of typing #manual doge face?