Twenty-seven-year-old Li Wenyao hopes that all tenderness can become hard and all tolerance can grow thorns. Hopefully, we can all be truly free.
Lin Yun hugged her, their foreheads touched, and their breaths intertwined: "Yao Yao, I think, since we are all fruits that fell from our mother, and since we have chosen to 'escape', does that mean that part of my mother has also 'escaped' from those quagmires, right? It's not just a dream."
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[New article "Neighbor's Island" please collect:]
Xiaowei and I, who live next door, haven't spoken to each other for half a year.
Half a year later, I had to stand under the window and call her name.
Grape Demon can never remember whether he lives in 401 or 402 of this building. However, it doesn't matter. After all, no one lives in the opposite door. Even if the delivery man knocks on the wrong door, no one will get angry with him.
Until she moved to the opposite side.
The story of two pairs of neighbors.
[Let me recommend another article without CP: "A World That Does Not Allow Sadness"]
When you are sad, do you think that there is such a world: only relaxation and happiness?
However, when I really came to such a world, I discovered that sadness and freedom are also a kind of happiness.
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Troubled by insomnia and longing to fall into dreams.
However, when the dream is boundless and time is controlled, I realize that waking up is a kind of happiness.
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Confused about right and wrong, the wandering heart is knotted.
It turns out that this untidy knot is the lock.
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When the two separated worlds open a ferry...
But I forgot that they are closely connected.
Intention: Please be free to be yourself