Yu Jia's diary came to an abrupt end.

Since then, there has been no follow-up. It's like someone cut it off. But you can imagine the rest of her life.

Lu Ziyin's tired eyes were bloodshot, and then his fingers slipped and slipped to the last line. This is the final chapter. I couldn't control the trembling hand, and pressed the shutdown, gently as if I had finished my humble life.

His heart twitched, and something like blood gushed out. In the black room, there is no temperature, not even starlight, only the dazzling light on the mobile phone screen, reflecting a lonely soul.

The diary in front of him, the sad memories echoed, the memories imprisoned the fresh life, he thought that he would not cry easily. But his face was still full of bloody tears.

Loud laughter lingered in the dark room, and the whole person went crazy, and the behavior was especially strange.

The three words Chen Yujia are like a magic spell in my heart.

Lu Ziyin muttered to himself, fell on the bed with one foot, closed his eyes, but couldn't stop sighing.

"It turns out that we are the same kind of people, the same unfortunate people, the same trapped in the abyss, the same kind of gain without loss, the same love of the person left, the same experience of desperate struggle. Is true empathy like that? The unfortunate person climbed into the world with difficulty, and then was kicked down by someone. ”

Chen Yujia mentioned this name again, maybe she is no longer worthy of being called, her.

Please forgive me for saying goodbye, okay, but ah, you can't hear it anymore, your life is gone.

Someone who can forgive me, she's dead.

Now her body was cold, the withered roses covered the decay, the maggots that came into being were tirelessly gnawing, and who could hear the sigh of destruction on her tombstone.

Happiness is intoxicating, pain is complaining, and everything in the world is intertwined.

I had the opportunity to redeem it all, but I wasted my years and said goodbye.

So you deserve to be angry.

Is all this the punishment I deserve?

Now you are willing to gamble your precious life, turn into a red-clothed ghost, and wander in the world forever, are you going to ask for your life from me, a negative person?

Then you take it, I have nothing to lose.

Did all the demons in the world run out of their hearts?

And I am a negative person, and I am a humble bug, a puppet who has been pulled by fate.

It turns out that the person I hate the most is the person who loves me the most. The person I added to the blacklist turned out to be the person who loved me the most.

Maybe I should take my heart out and put it with hers, so it must be a work of art. This is the final destination of my life.

It's a pity, I'm not worthy of her pure soul now, and I don't deserve to take her out of my memory and disturb her supposed slumber, eternal rest.

The repentance of the past can't make up for it.

Lu Ziyin fiercely covered up the two lines of blood and tears, since he was already so humble, why bother to behave. When despair is at its peak, anger is born.

God, noble gods, you have been so graceful and magnificent, and you have given me everything by giving me at will, but why have you cruelly taken it back now? Why are you like a cat playing with a mouse, playing and trampling, is a person's dignity really so unbearable in your eyes? How boring you are, you look at everything wittily and never pay attention.

How long are you TMs going to torture me, and what are you TMs trying to do?

I'm wrong, I'm a sinner, so you can arrest me, why hasn't the court been in session, and I'd rather be in prison forever, or another murder, or let me lose a loved one.

Or is it that you have prepared for the next more brutal conspiracy, for which it will take a long time to destroy me once and for all?

But I won't be afraid of you anymore, even if you take me and take me to prison, even if you turn me into a dark and damp rat, I won't complain, let me rot and mold with the passage of time.

This bustling world is not where I should be. Let me let this lonely soul grow old in the lonely years.

God, you high gods, why don't you speak, aren't you in charge of the world, and now there is a mortal who despises you and mocks you. What about your dignity?

And why don't you come down to earth, or do you disdain it at all, in the face of the wrath of my ants?

Your dignity should be trampled into the dirt.

Come, let the storm come with some noise! Let me, a lowly man, be humbled!

But all that answered him was eternal silence, and no one paid attention to Lu Ziyin's crazy words.

The so-called paradise may be a hopeless fantasy.

Lu Ziyin vented weakly, and then collapsed on the bed, shouting loudly in dissatisfaction, but he couldn't change the reality.

And the reality is so real, so real that he wants to die.