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To stop the crazy criticizing teenagers, it can be said that one man's army is full of chaos! ! ! ! ! If there is an afterlife, she will never write :)

You and I are both new to this world, and we are both human beings for the first time. Why should I be ashamed? If you are not crazy enough, how can you be worthy of the first half of your life? I will be me!

"It's destined to be a rough road, but I still fantasize about meeting you." "Afraid that you know, but also afraid that you don't know, I'm really going crazy..." An ending destined to death, an obsession that cannot be let go. The secret unknown to the whole world suddenly ceased to be a secret one day.

"Would you like to go diving this weekend?" "I have a friend who likes diving and often skips class." Hulot blurted out unconsciously. "Who? I never heard you mention it." Hulot paused. The water glass was spinning in his hand. He wanted to say that person's name, but there was only a blank in his mind. "Maybe..." He heard his dry voice, "... I remembered it wrong." There was a friend in his memory, but he couldn't tell what that person looked like, let alone his name...

NO PROMISE ALL LIES This story chronicles his cruelty to her... Everything is answered, but nothing is settled... (The painting genius Xia Chaosheng fell into a car accident and lost his belief in living. But the insect in winter never expected to encounter the quietly entangled fungal spores. She met him and gained the yearning for rebirth. At the same time, she discovered his lies. Gentle hurt is the most deadly.)

In the deep pool of night, the same reflection always floats. The numerologist's fingertips traced the yellowed hexagram paper, and the cinnabar pointed out the mystery: those reunions that traveled through time and space and struck the dream were originally caused by the red thread left by Yue Lao. The marriage that should have entangled for three lifetimes was shattered on the rocks of reality by the stormy waves of fate. From then on, there was no return date separated by mountains and seas. But the long-cherished wish is like a poison, waking up every sleepless night, turning the dream into the last tender execution ground - every haunting meeting is the countdown to God's acquiescence. When the last strand of fate breaks, this dialogue across time and space will finally come to an end...