The only thing Shen Jiang remembered before he died was that boy.
He was in pain at that time, standing on the top floor of the 22nd floor, hesitating to end his life.
The sun was very bright that day, and a young boy with crooked eyes walked out of the dark corridor. He smiled and gave him a candy and told him
"The sun is very sunny today. The ginkgo leaves in the park have turned yellow. You can try to be a butterfly."
So he was led to the park in a daze, made a yellow butterfly, and escaped death.
Finally, he landed from the roof of the 22nd floor, but his fate never went as he wished.
Those paranoid thoughts merged into his bones and blood, and his desires turned into countless circling raindrops, staying in his dreams and turning into ringtones, searching for him to find his home.
He hugged the young man and whispered:
"My dear, do not be afraid, do not fear, do not suffer. Accept it, the gods are your lovers, the blood is your weapons, and the tears are your dreams."
You are the ringtone in my dreams and my wakefulness in another world.
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The introduction is nonsense, all the material depends on the author's nightmare.
Lin Zhaolin x Shen Jianglin
Abstract bullshit, inner drama is too much, thoughts are about fifty degrees, but the gloomy boy who is sexually assaulted doesn't look normal. In fact, it is not normal. Paranoid, abstract beauty attacks.
Ps: Maybe, maybe, this is redemption (?) It's not a mutual attack, I really broke the defense
Purpose: live a good life