In fact, I came here without a place to go.

Some words can only be shouted in the corner of nobody.

Well, there was another fireworks. This time I put it together with lyh.

I don't want to talk much about it, but I don't want to go to Weibo, Q space, or anything. Those places are too noisy and there are too many memories. I can't just calm down.

In fact, the intersection of despair and sadness may not have come out. Then the mess is done, and then the ACM will be easy to implement, right?

What do I believe in?

Every time I think of this, I always think of a person wearing broken clothes, holding an umbrella, coming to my friend, leaving an umbrella, and then leaving.

Maybe what I want to do is the person who delivers the umbrella.

In fact, I came here without a place to go.