All my movements came to an abrupt halt, and my memories seemed to slowly become clearer. I closed my eyes. Yes, I am Manjusha. The hard drive is full of my endless aesthetic martial arts novels. The blue enchantress given to me by my boyfriend for Valentine's Day on the table has not yet been opened. On the white wall behind the screen, there is an ancient costume art photo of me dressed in white - a pretty face, amidst the dark trees and dark flowers, with a bun and a hint of emerald green, and a playful smile.
Yes, unlike my miserable sister, my whole life is shining under the sunshine of luck
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