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This is a simple story.
Maybe it shouldn't have happened from the beginning. We all lived separate lives and never met each other.
As long as history goes on the right track...
It may still be a long, long time before the story ends, but the three of them are already exhausted.
The two worlds are shaking, and the choice is a dilemma
The same pride that needs to be defended with all one's strength, and the cowardice that needs to be hidden at all costs
The mask was broken at the same time...
——"When the mysterious spider in the crystal disappears, everything will turn into clouds and smoke."
The stored box is opened, accompanied by bursts of fragrance simmering slowly over a slow fire.
Three people, the same black childhood, but in different degrees
The three of them all have their own strengths, but they don't stand out.
Three people, equally proud and ambitious, all Slytherins
Three people, each with their own lives, fell off track in an instant
Legend, legend.
It seems that this is the most suitable definition for the three people
They are all legends in this world
The hand reaching out to the sky grasps the mass of nothingness
Who are you remembering?
What are you thinking about?
Eyes full of hatred
I hate you, I hate your existence extremely
In my ears, the noisy human voices were all wiped out
Who can understand the pain when the soul is torn apart?
Taste buds, surrounded by the iron smell of blood
The feeling in my heart at that moment was something I didn't even want to take into account
"Hey, I seem to be falling in love with you."
"So, how about you go die?"
"Don't worry, I won't let you have any pain when you die."
It turns out that the feeling of death is so wonderful, and the intoxicating feeling is as mellow and attractive as fine red wine.
The outline of the figure disappeared in the eyes, not taking it seriously, until the final sting subsided.
The whispers in the ears disappear, the texture is like silk, and the murmurs in the mouth are okay
The touch on my hand disappeared, and I could no longer touch it, and then I understood everything, everything
The faith engraved on the heart disappeared, the crystal fell, and there was no interest in playing anymore...
Mo Cun Liu Qi's Qin Shi Mingyue fan (short story) "Zi Buyu"——
Qin Shi Mingyue Fan (short story) "Three Wish Extras - Don't Forget, Don't Lose" by Liu Qi in Mocun——
Lan Qianmo's hunter fan (short story) "Xiang Wan's "Hisoka's birthday message" -