"Is it me in the mirror?" I asked Lu Ju.

His smile is so good-looking, my heart is rippling when he laughs, looking back at all the things he did, as a bystander, I prefer Lu Ju.

He said, "That's you." ”

I looked embarrassed: "But the feelings I am carrying now are not Ah Di, her love or hate is meaningless to me, because my heart has changed." ”

I'm still me, but looking back, do you think I'm still the same me?

Ah Di is dead, I am Ah Ugly.

Ugly is also dead, so who am I now?

He didn't blow his hair, but replied to me very usually: "I understand." ”

I was surprised, 'Huh? 'Sighed.

The young man covered his mouth and smiled: "It seems that the girl doesn't seem to be very satisfied with Xiaosheng's answer." ”

I blushed with embarrassment: "It's not that I'm not satisfied, but I think it's strange." ”

His eyes seemed to see me through: "Ah Di, the moment you wake up, it will be even more painful, think about it, everything in the bronze mirror really happened to you, are you willing to let it go?"

My heart is chaotic: "I haven't figured it out as a clown, and I can't figure it out at the moment, I don't want to think about it, I think it's good to lie in a warm quilt and sleep all the time in this life." "My words sound particularly ridiculous, but I really want nothing else, I am just for the moment when I die, and if I can't die now, I will wait until the moment when I can die.

His eyes no longer looked at me, and I read the disappointment, but I was not very happy, for me, I could not do what I wanted to do, and then I was not satisfied with the status quo, and the pain was really uncomfortable, so I chose a less clever way, to be a shopkeeper, and then I waited for death.

If you don't die today, you will die tomorrow, you won't die tomorrow, you won't die the day after tomorrow, you won't die the day after tomorrow, there will always be a day when you die.

He asked me, "Don't you have anything to expect?" ”

I was silent for a moment, and after thinking about it, I replied earnestly: "No." ”

You never know how desperate someone can be.

He smiled bitterly: "It's better to be the king of Hades." ”

I actually wanted to cry but I couldn't help it, I was actually wronged.

He was a little angry, gritting his teeth, but his language was still very calm: "Why don't you kill yourself?" ”

"People who commit suicide can't die, if they can't die, I will be a lonely ghost wandering for the rest of my life, and it will be even more painful than now." I don't know how I said that.

What a torture it is to commit suicide but to live forever with those painful memories. Those who are not in the authorities will probably not know. I know I'm behind bars.

I began to tremble, and the bowl of noodles in front of me ended before I could move the chopsticks, and I was filled with emotion.

He must have seen the moment I sighed in my eyes: "I'm sorry, I just said it." ”

"What an apology?" With tears in my eyes, I fell into the bowl with tears in my eyes, and then I picked up the bowl of rice and began to eat. I just picked up a pair of chopsticks.

He snatched it and ordered another bowl to be served.

You said that a person who is not even afraid of death will burst into tears because of a bowl of noodles.

I whimpered and then cried.

"You're not too far away from your fox's lifespan, why are you bent on dying?" He also cried.

"Because there's no point in living. But you can't kill yourself, you can kill me. ”

There are only two kinds of people who want nothing else, one is to really see through the red dust, and the other is to lose everything they want.

The cliff is full of ice, and it cannot be melted or melted.

He sighed, exhaled, and his eyes lit up with a very longing for the future, but unfortunately I only felt more painful when I saw that look, and it didn't infect me at all. He said, "If you think about it, God is training you, so you have to suffer more."

I looked dumbfounded, thinking you might as well get out.

Out of politeness, I said: You should not talk in vain about this with a dying person.

I sucked on the noodles and was satisfied: eat and drink, sleep and lazar...... So be it for the rest of the day.

He tugged at my sleeve: "That's waste." These words were shouted.

I broke his hands one by one: Do you think I am alive?

He trembled with anger, but could not say a word.

Some people get up on the fifth watch to live for their dreams and put in all their efforts, because they can only carry them on their own backs, and my dreams are dead. With hatred, he was unable to take revenge, and he thought about dying together, but he was unable to do so for the time being. Then the childish one continued to curse, waiting for death.

Not everything in the world will be light, and it is not that a word of sorry can be exchanged for all forgiveness, and what others have lost has to spend their lives to be buried, and you just moved your mouth, and it is completely impossible for you to point out that others don't care about anything. You moved your mouth to let others spend your whole life to be buried, and then pointed and moved your mouth to clear your name.

What others have lost and cannot be regained, how can it be calculated?

"You give up, I don't want to do Hades, and it's impossible to return to the fox clan, because I only feel disgusting there, nothing else, nothing worth remembering."