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He suddenly wanted to cry, so he cried like this, and cried for a long time, crying so much that his heart was tired, and in the end, he didn't feel tired. So, he laughed again.

I dare to say that this world is quiet now, and there is no one else here, so he dares to vent his almost perverted psychology so arrogantly. He cried, he laughed. Just crying, laughing, laughing, and laughing.

He understood that this was the act of a madman, the act of a complete madman, and that he should go to a mental hospital. However, he didn't believe in that place, and he even thought that the doctors in the mental hospitals in this world were actually the kind of people who should go to the mental hospitals. Because these people are crazy.

He was very amused by his thoughts, and because of them, he was even more insane, wasn't he? Whoever thinks the doctors in the psychiatric hospital are crazy must be a 1% white madman.

At this moment, he used himself as a model to create the appearance of a madman. And he thought the madman was very kind.

And in the next moment, he felt that he was not crazy, because a madman would never say that he was crazy. This kind of logic sounds a little crazy, but he is willing and addicted to his own stupid inference, at this moment, he feels a little scared, he is afraid of coming out of a state, and then facing something, it seems that in that kind of something, there are some things that he is afraid of, and there are some things, he is very afraid in his psychology, he does not dare to touch them, every time he touches them, they will definitely make him bleed, but because he does not dare to think about it, so he will be interested in what that thing is, I felt 12 points lost.

That's how he's running away, escaping from something, something, something that makes him unable to see the truth clearly.

In the darkness, he remembered that there was light in his world just now, and now, it was darkness, and darkness reigned in his world again. At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly, leaving his world in a kind of darkness within a kind of darkness. In such darkness, he felt a little refreshed. He even thinks he likes this kind of darkness. In this darkness, there is something that is attracting itself, something with a mysterious tinge that is calling to itself, as if trying to bring itself closer. However, in front of oneself, in front of oneself, lying in the midst of that expectation, seems to be a hard wall, which makes people afraid to approach. He had tried to get closer, but every time he did, he would find himself hit on the head and bleeding.

The impact was not so painful, but it was also a little cloudy, a little dull pain, and it was also a pain. If the pain of a violent impact is a thrilling pain that you can remember and remember, then this montonal pain is something that is present all the time and often torments your nerves. It wants you to run away when you face it, but every time you find that you turn around and still crash into it.

A sense of inescapable calamity surrounds you, making you feel like you can't breathe, but in order to survive, you have to desperately try to breathe.

Night, if it were night, he thought. If this is really the night, and not illusions and hallucinations, and if it really is night, then the night is long and endless.

At this moment, he closed his eyes, and he suddenly gave birth to some expectation, something similar to expectation slowly spreading in his heart. He suddenly felt that he liked something, and when he explored the depths of his soul, he suddenly found that he might have fallen in love with a girl, but he couldn't tell what that girl was.

Maybe she's a girl, but maybe, it's not.

He took a deep breath and took a breath of the night air.

If the air during the day is smog-filled air, a gray thing, then the air at night is something that you can't see, and when illuminated by the shining stars, it seems to be as bright as a diamond, and they make you fresh in your fantasy.

In this fresh air, he suddenly found that he might like a girl, a girl with wind, fire, and frost. One, with a passionate, intense girl.

Night, wrapped tightly around him. Filled with his side again, the expectation of the shadow of a girl who seemed to exist at that moment just now was like a small snowflake dispelled by the fog in the cold night, with a cold warmth, it melted away at once, and disappeared without a trace, making him feel very dazed and overwhelmed.

The night goes on.

He didn't know how long the night would last. However, it has to be said that he actually prefers the night to the day. Because, in the dark night, he can let this black air envelop himself in it, and in it, like a protective layer, isolates himself from the world. The darkness seems to be dark, but it makes people feel at ease, because this darkness, like the iron wall made by King Kong, completely dissolves all the unknown elements of this world, here, there is only one color, simple and straightforward. And unlike in the daytime, under the sun, although colorful, although beautiful, but under the colorful colors, there are still many things that you can't see clearly, just like a primeval forest, in this bright sunshine, there are still some things, all kinds of sycophants hidden behind the bright colors, all kinds of dangers.

And the darkness, it is simple, straightforward, there is always only one tone, he feels that he can breathe in the darkness, but he can't adapt to the brightness of the color.

Tears flowed imperceptibly for a while. He didn't know why he was crying, it seemed that, originally, he didn't need to cry, and there was no reason for him to cry, but the tears still flowed slowly. There is no reason, no principle, no opinion, no life.

He thought of the girl, and he was going to fly with the girl, to fly in the sky and in the sun, with the girl he had in his heart, and not to hide in this darkness.