Mo Zixiao was suddenly told by her best friend one day that the world they lived in was about to end. Her best friend was the heroine, and she was a passerby who died at some point.
Mo Zixiao:... Huh?
He Zixin: Silence ing
Mo Zixiao: Seriously? Today is not April Fool's Day
He Zixin: remain silent
Mo Zixiao: Okay... That noble piece of wood... Mistress, what can I do?
He Zixin: You only need to do one thing, follow me
Mo Zixiao: Okay
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[When the other person died, found her belongings, and looked at the unspoken love expressed in the diary, I suddenly realized that the other person had already left and was no longer with me. What was growing and spreading in my heart?
Is it uncontrollable distress?
Or is it a feeling that was killed without even speaking it out?
I don't know
If...
I mean, if I could do it again...]
Purpose: cherish the present moment