"Travel, travel, and travel again - stay in a certain place for years, or months, or days, know some things or can't even talk to each other, be involved in some big event or eat bread every day until I vomit, start over and then end hastily... In this way, I will never grow up, and then become a nihilist."
She stirred the spoon and looked out the foggy window.
"I record stories, and the protagonist of those fragments is called Wander."
"I watch her as He watches me."
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The first time Wander voluntarily left the world, he didn't realize what a bad choice it was.
She suddenly appeared at the hunter exam venue and later met the first person in her life who could be called a friend.
Then a small spark of excitement burst out in the young heart, and these memories remained fresh until the last moment of life.
There are some people who are neither very kind nor very just. They may live a happy life and even be famous.
However, the reason why such a person is in bad luck is not because he has done anything wrong, but because he has made a mistake.
Purpose: Write short stories to fight against confusion