Chengnan Middle School, City A ranks second. If you go to Chengnan Middle School, and people next to you mention you, they will definitely say "Chengnan? It's not bad to go to Chengnan."
It's neither particularly outstanding nor particularly ordinary, and ultimately it turns into "That's not bad."
Wang Yingying, a patient with moderate face blindness, is either on the way to eat or on the way to sleep. She is addicted to sugar, likes warmth and hates cold, likes silence and hates noise. Because she has a signature waist-length braid, she achieves the achievement "Everyone knows me, but I don't know anyone."
"You ask me why I speak Mandarin? Eh? I don't know. No one has asked me before."
Sincerity is a must-win.
"Don't you think it's troublesome for two people to eat together? You have to wait in line in the cafeteria, and all the food you want is gone."
Efficiency supremacy.
"You want to be friends with me? That's great! Of course."
I have a good relationship with everyone.
…
But, is this really right?
"I don't understand why some people cry while reading the book? Watching my favorite characters go through separation and death makes me feel a little sad, but after all, those are fake, so why can't some people get out of it?"
"Miaomiao, life is very troublesome. You have to eat and drink water every day to stay alive. You also have to take care of yourself and deal with interpersonal relationships."
"Miaomiao, one day everyone will know that my grades are all due to luck. In fact, I can't do anything. I will be ranked last and everyone will hate me."
"Miao Miao, I'm so scared. If I, if I don't pass the second semester exam, things will definitely be worse in the future. My current grades are not bad. If I can stop the loss in time and let everything stop now, will I..."
"I'm not sad, I'm very rational. I came to this conclusion after rigorous analysis. Death is the optimal solution at the moment and the best ending I can think of. Death is not the end, it is a new beginning."
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When the virtual image is broken, the fire burns the dead wood; when the wall is knocked down, the morning sun shines on the withered grass.
Who brings the hope of life?
Dead trees turn into flames that illuminate others, and wilt grass turns into boundless green fields.
"Last night I read a book that I had read before. It only took me one day of spare time to read it. I didn't feel much, as if I only learned some kind of information. I changed to a new book the next day."
"The ending of that book is be. Now I know why some people cry and why some people can't get out. That's what real living people with clear emotions should look like."
This story is a long and lucky redemption.
Intention: Face life bravely