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132 difficulties at every step

There is still some hesitation, there is still some confusion, there is still some wandering, it is difficult to determine there,

It was there that she clearly knew and discovered that she was really not sure, whether it was her own feelings and feelings, she was not very sure.

It was even more difficult for her to understand, the one in front of her seemed to be familiar, but there were often things very unfamiliar Ye Luo,

Everything is in chaos there, everything is messed up in it, so and so helpless,

It's hard to find and it's like you can't find it. Just confused there, just wandering there, just being at a loss there.

An unknown and difficult to approach, an emotion that is difficult to approach, just to feel a kind of distantness there,

A sudden distantness, a kind that seems to be close at hand, but in fact it is a very far, far distance,

Everything is chaotic there, every step is so difficult, every step forward,

They all seemed so overwhelmed and difficult to take a step out. She was still there, not taking a single step. She was still there and didn't take a single step.

In time, there always seems to be something messy there, and there always seems to be something chaotic there.

It's a chaotic and overwhelmed thing, there's a pain that seems to be close to death,

There, too, there is a kind of hardship that is close to death.

I don't know what everything has become, everything is difficult there,

It becomes unattainable, it is difficult to approach, it is there to kill time, it is to consume life, and it is there to spend youth,

Passing away the experience is like feeling a death in the midst of it. What will the proximity of death, the proximity of death, and the torment of death itself become, and what will everything become?

She was still so unclear, still so confused, as if it was just in that moment, her mind was blank and chaotic,

She just stared blankly into his eyes, and there was nothing in his eyes,

It seems that something is buried deeply, deeply, as if there is an impending storm hidden in that calm atmosphere.

Everything is chaotic and ambiguous there, where it is impossible to judge, and where it seems impossible to judge.

She could only avoid his gaze, which she could no longer meet his, she could only dodge, and then, paused in the wind that seemed to be about to stand still, melancholy.

She was melancholy, inexplicably melancholy, just alone and melancholy, and trying to endure and endure this loneliness in that place,

That can't be avoided, and it can't be ignored, because it's very painful, and those physical and mental tortures and pains are real there.

Everything is there cracked, the pain of the crack, the wound of the crack, just there I feel that I have no choice, just there is silently depressed, I feel that it is difficult to breathe anymore.

Many, many trances, where trance is not peaceful. Is it at a loss there?

Still stuck there? Is it there to be angry? Or endure there? Is it there to forget?

Or is it indignant there? How do you do all this?

She was already stuck there, and she didn't know what she was going to do next. What disappeared, just disappeared there.

It seems to have disappeared, and it will never be found again. Sometimes, she was so hopeful, so hopeful, that she was there and had to disappear completely.

But she couldn't disappear, and no matter how timid and scared she was, she couldn't make her current state of life disappear.

In addition to change, it seems that she only has to tolerate and endure.

Naturally, she is powerless to change, and she does not have the heart to change, she will face a large number of problems and difficulties,

It's just that you feel helpless there, but there's a sense of helplessness in that life, and there's a sense of helplessness in the face of life.

In the face of all kinds of difficulties in life, the feeling of helplessness is very deep and inexplicable, and it is also there that there is no way to choose, and the final choice that there is no choice seems to be only left to bear there.

It seems that in addition to bearing or bearing, it is to feel every minute and second of life with one's own life, and it is there that one's own flesh and soul, the name is as cold and broken as a stone, and it is the same as consuming one's own enthusiasm and heart.

It's as if the fountain of your soul has dried up there.

She was like walking in the vast desert, she was tired, hungry and thirsty, she wanted to find a place to live.

She wanted to find a lake, she wanted to find a forest, she wanted to find a water source, but she only saw a mirage in the vast desert.

And Ye Luokong is a mirage she found in the desert of feelings, all her hopes and plans will be disappointed, she wants to get something from him that she lacks but wants very much.

In fact, she will never get what she wants from him.

It's empty, it's illusory, it's unreal, and if you still stubbornly chase it, it's just a wasted effort, it's just a meaninglessness.

Emotionally boundless, emotionally unable to find anything to sustenance, it makes her have an urge to drink to quench her thirst,

It was an impulse, a thought, and she was just thinking about it, as if it was about to come closer, as if she was about to do it.

But, just when she felt very hesitant and at a loss, she was still there stiffening, she was still there to cool down,

The whole body from the heart to the body was cooling, it was a very cold feeling, she still couldn't walk a step forward there, she couldn't get close, close to him, for her, there were still more threats.

He was dangerous, she was afraid of him, and even if he would smile at her, she would still be there trembling and afraid.

All she really feared was a kind of injury. Because he is like a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace, he often can't give her a sense of stability, she is with him, there is no sense of security, no sense of stability.

He seems to be in front of his eyes, but he can disappear at any time. At least when he wants to, he can go whenever he wants.

If he was determined to leave, she would not be able to keep him.

She seems to be used to it, she seems to be used to being abandoned there, and it seems to be there that she is used to a relationship of separation and dissociation, always uncertain. But she was feeling a kind of tiredness there. A general feeling of fatigue and fatigue.

There she was tired, as if her spirit seemed to be dying and dying there, a kind of exhaustion and heavy labor and fatigue that felt heavy and overwhelmed both physically and mentally, and it had become very heavy there, as if she had not wanted to do anything there.

Because life itself seems to be a torment, as if life itself is an ordeal, and she can only endure it in that torment.

It was a torment and pain that belonged to life and life itself, which she could not escape, and it seemed that there was no escape there. Still hesitating there?