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There is no answer to this question, and there is a reason why there is little to like. Countless Internet addicted teenagers have explored this profound question, and finally got countless results, which are summarized in one sentence, "How do I know why, on the contrary, I like to soak in Internet cafes, and I like to play games." ”

And Gu Lingyun, using some classic lines, raised his compulsion a few points. From a decadent and soil-eating Internet addict teenager to a dream-chasing boy. The flipping of the character design is as fast as the face change of Peking Opera.

Gu Lingyun glanced at Wang Yun from the corner of his eye, and saw that she seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly felt that he was pretending to be right.

"It's love, it's a dream. I want to do something I love while I'm still young. Skills can be practiced, experience can also be raised, only young, lost will never come back. Gu Lingyun made persistent efforts, and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "Even if the path I want to take doesn't work, but for me, only when I give up, the possibility will become zero, no matter how meaningless others think, I don't want to let myself think that the possibility is zero." ”

"A life that does nothing is just a living life, the same as death. I have something I want to do. Wang Yun sighed, "No one knows what will happen in the future, because we don't know what will happen in the future, we can only do what we believe now, if we know that we are wrong, we should cry at that time, we should make trouble, and then think about the next time." But at least now I'm going to do what I want to do, like I'm diving headfirst into a game. ”

"What's the matter?" Gu Lingyun subconsciously asked, "Wouldn't it be just studying cooking skills?" Actually, you can do something else. ”

"Don't tell." Wang Yun grimaced at Gu Lingyun.

"Then I won't bother, goodbye." Wang Yun cleaned up the lunch box on the table, and disappeared from Gu Lingyun's sight with the bag.

Gu Lingyun felt as if he had forgotten something, and wanted to keep it out of his voice, but he didn't know how to say it when the words came to his lips.

"Oh, why did I forget my brain? I also invited her to eat instant noodles last time, and I also added a bag of mustard, and I was reluctant to eat such a luxurious set meal. Could it be that she wanted to repay with those pastries that were the same as the earth? Gu Lingyun patted her head, "Wait, she seemed to say last time that she was going to bring me a few meals······ Is this going to kill me by toxin accumulation? ”

Gu Lingyun shuddered, "It's better not to come again." I thought I had been swallowed up by a vending machine. Suffer a dumb loss, they all say that suffering a loss is a blessing, and I am going to enjoy happiness. ”

After a while, Gu Lingyun rolled the keyboard with his face, as if he was playing a scoundrel, "I don't want to be happy, let's let me suffer, I won't suffer······"

"Don't suffer. Anyway, I don't want to suffer, if it's too much of a loss, something will happen. Gu Lingyun sighed, "Forget it, let's not take it as an example." ”

If you talk about Gu Lingyun's experience of suffering, this is not the first time. He also once stuffed a 20 dollar bill into a vending machine just to buy a drink, but the machine swallowed the money and refused to give him the drink.

Gu Lingyun was angry and wanted to kick a few bottles of drinks out with his feet to stop the loss in time. But with his legs as strong as paper, how could he win against the iron armor? In the end, it had to be stopped.

After rolling back and forth a few times, Gu Lingyun covered his heart and raised his head, continuing to match opponents and teammates.

"Master, I'm in a bad mood, I'm going to kill." Gu Lingyun said into the microphone.

There was no light in the darkness, but little by little, the glimmer of light gradually converged into a galaxy, illuminating the silent darkness. And life is like this, it was originally dark, and I didn't know what I was going to do and what I should do. But after the first thing, there was the second thing, and slowly, there was more glimmer, life became more colorful, and the meaning of life was found.

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Chen Chen curled himself up in the quilt, looking at the blurred building outside the window, and did not move for a long time.

"Do you know why snow is white? Because it forgot its own color. Standing under the cherry blossoms and smiling faintly at me that year, do you remember the innocence you once had?"

There was a song playing in the small stereo next to it, "Could it be, one day, time can really go back, and go back to the long years that I can't go back······"

It's a pity that time never goes back, and not everything in the world has a chance to start over.

When we were young, we thought that if we said forever, we would be able to do it forever. It's like thinking that if we say goodbye, we'll see you again. There is more than one stop on the train of life, and we will go to different places in our respective directions. So why force a change of course?

There has never been any fate to gather and disperse, and fate will not easily escape when the time comes. What is fate is that when she thinks about her, she is in her mind, and when she doesn't think about her, she is by her side. And he and her are destined to be lost. There won't be their names side by side on the Sansheng Stone either.

I am by my side, like white clouds with the blue sky, like the breeze with the bright moon, like reeds with the stream. But there will be a day when the white clouds will dissipate in the sky, and the breeze will also have a day when the moon will be lost. The reeds will also disappear in the fluxus. And when a companionship is over, I hope that another companionship can be continued, in order to fill the heart that was pierced by me.

Our story is over, and then it's time for another person. In that story, I will silently bless them as a bystander.

Chen Chen turned off the music, opened the window, and jumped up one by one, sitting on the windowsill with his back against the window frame. It's just that he didn't look back at the window that belonged to Yang Yueyao from beginning to end.

"It's so noisy today."

Yang Yueyao was painting in her room. The curtains were closed by her, and only a glimmer of light came through.

Time is the most beautiful magic, turning all the unbearable and filthy into a fairy tale; Time is also the sharpest carving knife, carving all innocence into maturity, ripe to the point of unbearable. And maturity, sometimes, is to know how to let go and know the taste of loss. And letting go, the unforgettable pain and loss are even more painful.

In fact, at the beginning, everyone thought that the only thing they would not leave was the shadow, and the person they loved was that shadow. But the shadow is not always with you, and when the light is in full bloom, it will also disappear, and it will be swallowed up by the boundless darkness. Nothing can always be around and never leave.

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