After the Fragmentation, the Heartbeat Is Forbidden

Nian Qiao's life was once a precise experiment with strict logic, until the heavy hammer of reality fell, smashing her dignity, ideals and family to pieces. In that sticky afternoon, she wrapped herself into a cocoon, swallowing the bitter medicine without water and the suffocating despair. She imposed a ban on herself: after she was broken, she was forbidden to look forward to it, and her heart was forbidden to flutter. She tried to live like a deserted island, but failed to drive away the stubborn "bystander". Lu Xun. The junior student who she once taught to "sleep if your logic doesn't make sense" is now sitting next to the rusty bicycle, guarding her mess on the ground. He watched her fall from high spirits into the quagmire, watched her reject all warmth like a trapped animal, but just silently cut off the anti-heat patch and held her spasming hand. "Senior sister, I can't afford your medical bills." She was confused from the fever, and her voice was as rough as sandpaper. "I didn't ask you to pay." He turned off the light and accompanied her in the darkness. "I was just passing through this desolate place and boiling a pot of warm water." This is a story about how to grow wildly after being "completely broken". When her life was reduced to ruins, she originally wanted to sink into it, but she found that the shadow without asking the origin had become the only fire that refused to be extinguished in her gray embers.