In the middle of the night, the interest is gradually getting tired and not fat. There are trickling insects beside the bed, and the jaws and jaws are constantly flying.

- "One Man, One Worm, One Rainy Night" Note: Why is my life already very good now, but I still faintly feel that I lack something meaningless but precious, I sometimes want to talk to some old friends, but I want to talk and stop, it seems that there is nothing to say, maybe this is the state of a phased life, everyone will encounter it.

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