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• Words recede from the gorgeous coat, and the real and tragic core is still so moving.
• Like an experimental movie playing in the basement of a dark and suffocating bar, while you hide your face and cry in the audience sitting on the ground, the film is still being rolled mercilessly by the machine.
• No one stops for your grief The soundtrack annihilates your cry.
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• Fog in the alley.
• The sound of the door opening in the morning.
• Milk and fruit stuffed into her schoolbag by her mother.
• Clean boy.
• Lonely girl.
• The sincerity of companionship.
• Silently waiting for your after school. The phone that vibrates but no one answers.
• Dagger-like rumors.
• A paper-thin world of things and people.
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• With a "believe me", he turned around and ran back, and she lay in a pool of blood with her eyes out of focus.
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  yiyao

  I often think that the world is beautiful because it is reflected by too many regrets among people.
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  yiyao

  The sad object covered by black clouds narrated the end of a youth unhurriedly.
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  yiyao

  The river of sorrow we walk is the true voice of the world.
• At the starting point of fate, the thin figures of the teenagers and girls outline the pain of life, and they are at a loss when they look at the back that is drifting away at the end of the alley.
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• Look, happy people have the same happiness, and sad people have their own sadness.
• We have had a lot of happy years, and what we miss deeply is still the mornings that are no longer there.
• No more midnight.
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  yiyao

  My bargaining chip is my life to prove my innocence.
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  yiyao

  Although the most regrettable thing in my life is that the person who pushed me to hell took me to heaven.
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  yiyao

  Just because of his unbelief.
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  yiyao

  Makes me feel the greatest despair.
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  yiyao

  So if you can live in their trust, it can be regarded as the best loss of life.
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  yiyao

  But in fact I was wrong, or rather, I grew up. They don't deserve my kindness at all.
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  yiyao

  We are not hard-hearted people, but many times we have to be ruthless, throw away Qi Ming, I still have my mother, and desperate, Gu Senxi.
• Of course the sun can rise from the west.
• Yi Yao picked up her schoolbag and strode in the alley with a slice of bread in her mouth. On the first day of school, she couldn't be late.
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