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Yin Yijie held the money tightly and his voice went away. It sounded like the grey cloud in the sky, as if it could rain at any time.

He really understands me, hur!

The corner of his lips curled up, his mouth was filled with endless bitterness.

I shook my head and said very quietly but seriously,

”You don't have to guess. I won't hate you, and I don't want to love you. I just want to forget about you and then find my own happiness. Without you … ”I think we should be able to be happy as well …”

”Ke Er …”

Yin Yijie shouted, but he did not continue. He was hesitating.

I didn't want to hear what he had to say, so I turned around and looked out the window. I said,

”Don't look for me, and don't let anyone follow me. I'll take care of myself. And … I'm not complaining, I'm just telling you the truth... There are too many things with you. I'm not used to it. I want to be alone, quiet, and have a simple and happy life of my own. ”To pursue one's own pursuit and to be happy for one's own happiness.”

He guarded me for three years and gave me a lot of money. That may sound ruthless, but what I said was the truth.

When I was with my grandmother's parents, although there were many stories, my life was not in danger. On the other hand, when I was with him, I was even on tenterhooks.

Step by step, I walked towards the door, heading into the gloomy corridor.

My right leg is almost done. I don't think that staying here would make my heart hurt better than the injury on my right leg.

Just let him pass.

Remembrance and sacrifice were the thoughts of the living. They had nothing to do with the dead.

I am only eighteen years old, and I don't feel the need to sit down and cry.

Step by step, my steps are light but steady, my usual calmness.

It was hard to turn around, but easy to leave.

Furthermore, I …

Oh, a little selfish, isn't it?

The love of the morning, not completely forgotten, will not.

This is my best love, why should I forget it? To love is to love. If you don't even have the courage to face it, how can you fight for it? Faced with the past and struggling for the future, I think that the philosophy that I have read is not without merit.

Yin Yijie stood there without moving. The sunlight shone from behind him into the window, and a long shadow merged with my footsteps, forming a line.

I never realized that the sun was at that angle; or rather, that the sun had risen very early in the morning, and had left such a line for me at this very moment, the Golden Line?

His feet couldn't help but pause for a moment as he looked at this strange line of two points. It stretched forward, through the corridor and up to the opposite wall. Although it was slanted, it was indeed climbing upwards.

My head, up to the ceiling.

Yin Yijie, behind me, always, always!

Yet, he didn't move at all. It was as though he had been using his own way to look at me …

However, at this moment, his mood is no longer within my consideration.

After this, I have a feeling of being reborn into the world of fire.

I slowly descended the stairs. I saw many people, some that I did not know, pass by without making a sound.

Everyone has their own lives and lives, and I'm continuing to walk my own path...

Look Up, Look Ahead...

Gold sun, colored clouds, blue sky, green shade …

There was an airplane flying across the sky. A white line slowly disappeared into thin air.

It was the temptation of the sky.

Inside the small garden, there were many fishes swimming in this small world.

Only a True Dragon could overturn rivers and seas …

The sunlight was dazzling, the shade was cool, the temperature was high, and the world had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

I walk slowly, departing, my overbearing and infinitely gentle guardian!

Then, he walked into this bustling society.

So far, the cool girl's first body had finally come to an end. This book has tormented me for more than half a year. I have written not only a love story, but more importantly, a growing history of a girl I know, not only a romance novel, but also a bit of an autobiography.

Thus, the outcome might not necessarily be the same as getting used to some of Little Yan's relatives' appetites.

Next, I will write the story of how I will walk out of the shadow of Yin Yijie and start a new life.

Quietly squatting behind the fig tree in the gap between the light box billboards, I could hear the forced prelude to physical love. My heart sank, sinking into the endless darkness.

He slowly closed his eyes. Scenes of the past appeared in his mind …

June fourth? Today was June 4th, a good day.

I've been out of the hospital for a month, a month... It felt like a lifetime had passed …

Date: 4 May