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The continuous temperature is carved into the night wind, rolling up endless darkness. Perhaps too many are just a wisp of fireworks, just a moment of brilliance. I don't know if the temperature will be just right in ten seconds, but the temperature in my heart will definitely reach freezing point. When I got in the car and saw me turning left and hitting the wall, the scene of the car accident must have been just an explosion.

People say that the residents of this world are extremely hypocritical. Philosophy has replaced religion in trying to explain the stability of the binary star system. Sorry, this leads to hell. People say that the Indigo star has the luck of the entire starry sky. There are also people in far away galaxies in different starry skies who hold groundless illusions. Maybe there is no cold universe here, maybe it is just an ideal place buried under alcohol and light, or a huge astrolabe petri dish. It doesn't matter, this world has to be disguised, whether it's the black and white sides of society, or the city hidden under the jungle, someone may be laughing in the occasional flickering of galaxies, maybe just to win the smile of the opposite sex he likes.

We prayed at the beginning of every weak jump. The first time we faced Almighty God, the second time we pursued science, the third time we spurned our own humbleness, the fourth time we numbly made gods, and the fifth time we cursed the world.