First person, extremely poisonous.
The summer before the college entrance examination was sultry.
Hot as ice.
My deskmate Lin Senlu told me that she suffered from depression.
June's words couldn't come out and became sticky.
My sister told me again that she could not survive.
Are they tears? Still warm rain.
Mental difficulties cannot be turned into fashion items, but can only be turned into scissors strangling the throat.
I'm stuck in June and can't escape.
Purpose: Don't kidnap others, don't hurt yourself