In the past seven years, his life seems to be tormented.

He didn't get a night's sleep, and no matter how exhausted he was, he couldn't sleep.

His old father even said to him, drink more! Alcohol can numb a person's nerves and make people sleep better.

This would be the words of an old father to his son.

But he never touched a drop of wine, not because he didn't want to sleep, but because he was afraid......

I was afraid that if he was really drunk, his strong willpower would suddenly collapse at the moment of weakness.

Then, select Death......

In the past seven years, being alive has been a torture for him. He has such a high IQ that he knows himself well.

Death is a so-called liberation.

But he couldn't get rid of it yet, because he had promised her that he would return to this place with all his might.

He didn't know if she could see it, but he knew he had to.

Even if there are thorns on the road ahead, even if there is no way to come and return......

"Really? Who wants to see my concert? Lu Xingchen was even more embarrassed and said: "In the past few years, except for iron fans, there should be no one who wants to watch my concert." Thank you this time, brother. ”

He was grateful to him because of him for this opportunity. It's not that I haven't made any good songs in the past few years, but I don't have any opportunities to sing them.

It is said that this concert is a skill of the two national male gods on the same stage, but Lu Xingchen knows very well that he is just stained with the light of his dreams.

"No, you don't." Yan Dui Xiang replied lightly and walked towards the outside of the recording studio.

He hadn't been back since he learned of her plane crash seven years ago.

He asked himself that there was nothing he had never dared to face, but now there were one more and more incidents.

Now even returning to the gymnasium in this city can make him feel inexplicably suffocated.

But the good news is that it will all end soon.

They met in this city, met in this city, depended on each other in this city, but did not have time to fall in love in this city.

In fact, he had a chance, there were so many opportunities to say that he loved her, but he never said it.

There was a time when he began to hate himself for this glorious thought.

There are many things that people will encounter in this life, why do we have to do everything so perfectly?

Sometimes a flaw doesn't mean it's bad, but it means the beginning of another journey, but he is adamant about the perfect start.

But in the end, that sentence was never spoken.

He stood on the rooftop, holding the paper of the lyrics, and read it over and over again.

This song was a song he wrote to her, and he hadn't decided on the title yet, but he had already filled in the lyrics.

He particularly likes one of the lyrics -

You're the only thing I keep silent.

It's a secret that I don't dare to speak out.

It's all my powerlessness and carefulness.

She knew she would never hear the song again, never.

But he still wrote, and wrote with all his heart.

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At the same time, Chu Nian began to tidy up his things on a park bench.

Eighteen-year-old ID card with a bank card and a password on the back of the card.

Which alternate space-time replica is this, so showy?

No, if it's a replica of parallel time and space, can this bank card still be used?