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"In the crowd, I always feel very panicked. A kind of groundless, unfounded panic. It's like I always have a sense of inferiority."
"A kind of extremely boring sense of inferiority."
"I always feel that it takes three times to visit a place to consider it finished. The first time is to meet, the second time is to get to know, and the third time is to say goodbye."
"That day, on that day, I heard a star falling."
"I don't know why I brought her to this place. Maybe I just didn't want to wander around like a headless fly. When I opened my eyes, you were already gone."
"Is it that unforgettable?"
"Of course not, it's just the first time, so it's inevitable to remember it for a lifetime."
Being asked like this, I left these words on the burning screen. Suddenly, a tall building appeared before my eyes, with a figure looking out the window, tears streaming down. "There are many things you have forgotten, but I still remember. There are many things I can't recall, but you still remember."
In the moment of her embrace, I had ten thousand dreams.
The nun at the temple gave each of us a string of prayer beads. We worshipped the Bodhisattva and many other unfamiliar deities.
When I was getting my ID card, someone was canceling their household registration. On the way back, I heard that an old grandmother had passed away.
A dog followed us all the way, from the other side of the bridge to this side. Looking down from the bridge, the river is still as calm as last time.
"Do you want to take a boat?"
There are boats there, but no people.
"What are we having for lunch?"
"I remember she only hurriedly took a few bites."
"Hey, the world is going to end tomorrow, can I hug you?"
I also hope that you will always be by my side. But if the truth can be made public, then the lies will be irrelevant.
I remember some very distant things, but I can't recall them clearly.
Someone died yesterday, or maybe it was today. I can't remember.
You like me, right?
Or maybe I remembered it wrong.
Forget it, I can't remember.
"I hope I can survive this winter."
"Maybe."
"The things left behind by the absent person are truly called relics, right?"
The open diary in front of me, with its thin pages, gives a heavy and strange feeling. I just silently stare at it, wanting to say something but not speaking, leaving my questions in my chest.
"The delicate rose has shattered, do you feel sad?"
The floating balloon has drifted away, how much sorrow will you feel?
The sun falls, rising in the west and setting in the east.
The moon rises, like the sun at noon.
"Memories are fragmented, and words cannot piece them together. If you ask me what happened yesterday, I can't remember it clearly. Thank you for letting me experience so much love, and now I give it all back to you. I am very good and listen to you, right?
The unwanted puppy will find food when hungry. I'm full now and ready to sleep. You should leave quickly. Goodnight.
Sadness, I can smell the sadness. I really hate being here. Yao Yao in the past, mine! "Heh... heh..."
sobbing?
The sound of sobbing?
Another kind of sadness begins to permeate the air, trembling as it covers the face. A teardrop is branded onto the blank space of the diary.
Do you understand? I still haven't asked this question, maybe she understands something, but it takes time...
Yao Yao, I'm getting more and more confused about you. The more I know, the harder it is to see the way forward. It's not lies that hinder me, but countless truths.
You...
Wait for me, you must,
Wait for me.
"What else do you know?"
After comforting, I still asked so cruelly. Yi knows something, but doesn't want to say.
What could be worse than being forced to do something you don't want to do.
She sighed several times, both continuously and intermittently, before finally speaking. I suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.
"Do you want to know?"
"Although I don't understand what you're referring to, I'm sure."
The nails hesitated, fidgeting, the aroused desire not satisfied, my heart became restless again.
It's so hot.
"I'll take you to find her."
She spoke.
Huh!?
Like a bucket of ice water being poured down, it was the polar ice that Yao Yao had once wanted to drink.
"However, there's no guarantee that I will be able to find it again."
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