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Chapter 630

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    ?I couldn't sleep last night, I ate a piece of melanin given by ys, woke up at 3 o'clock in the morning, and my phone was still lying on my left hand.

    Then I couldn't fall asleep.  It started to rain after five o'clock in the morning. You got up several times and searched the house, but you couldn't find anything to eat.  After thinking about it, you decide to take advantage of the rain and go to a nearby 24-hour convenience store to buy some food.  You are so sad that this is the only consolation you can think of.

    There are still 9 months, the time is really too long.

    ?Walking on the road, I found that no matter where I went, there were actually concrete roads, buildings, and people who didn't know what they were doing, chaotic, irritable, dry, tasteless, astringent, pure that couldn't be tuned.

    This is a long process of patience, perhaps it is not this period of time that endures, but you;

    This is an extremely cruel process. The sound of tempering echoes in your heart, and you can only sing along with it.

    Whether you open your eyes or close them, you are in the same world;

    Whether you close your eyes or open them, you see the same world.

    You stretch out your hand to touch the sacred place of the soul, but the hand of the soul is lost in the emptiness;

    You stride towards the ideal distance, but the heart of your soul is trembling in the solitude.

    You don't know where you are, you don't know where you are going.

    You look at the distance of the virtual world and walk in the difficult reality.

    You saw her silent under the heavy pressure, walking forward with a heavy burden, one step at a time;

    You see him wearing long clothes, covering the skin made of wine and meat, and your eyes are full of sadness.

    You see life flaring its teeth and claws in front of your eyes through skins and skins;

    You don't know whether the person who walks and sings is the person who draws a knife and dances with life, or you who are watching the fire from the other side.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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