45~46~47~21：48。 The number above you has increased so quickly.

At the first glance you see today, you stay at number 12. At second glance, with the aroma of rice, you go to the number 2.

Confused and noisy, when you step into the number 7, there are already stars outside the window. I don't feel your slowness, you run fast, and whenever I feel like I'm going to touch the corner of your clothes, you turn around and I'm back to the beginning.

The cycle repeats. Now that I have passed the age of independence, I have given up my proud artistic talent for the sake of my own interests and expectations.

I chose to serve the public. Maybe it's because my consciousness is high, or maybe it's just that I'm tired. Fate has enslaved my choices, so I can only find hope in the choices after I have sunk.

10 years ago, dreams dominated my world, and in 10 years, I was tired of repetitive behaviors, facing the computer, moving the mouse, drawing characters with colors, and making models with software, I was tired, I was skinny.

When people get used to something, all that is left is boredom, so I sealed the memories of it.

Persistently looking for new opportunities. Today, I became the manager of a board game store, and I am enjoying the joy of teaching board games in this bustling S city.

Enjoying the surprise and despair that the script kills brings to the guests, but the sealed thing is not deleted, and one day I will open it again and feel the bond with it.

You went too fast, and I looked up when you stopped at 21:54.

"Huh~~ What a taste, bizarre and psychedelic. Something was red and finely broken. Something appeared in my vision, and it grew infinitely, and slowly paved a road.

"Flowers bloom for a thousand years, flowers fall for a thousand years, flowers and leaves will never be seen" The phrase swirls in my mind Isn't this Manzhu Sahua, I finally saw this blood red clearly.

Gradually, gradually my body became lighter and lighter, warmer and warmer, where I would go I would stop, should I think, forget it, don't think about it, it's not bad to keep floating like this.

The chanting, I felt as if I heard the chanting. Is it the angels who are singing, are they guiding me?

I don't know, I became a fallen leaf caressed by the wind~~"

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