The picture freezes on the ghost dad riding a mantis and flying Caroline into the air. At this time, I suggest everyone to listen to ICE DANCE, an unparalleled beautiful feeling, fly into the air, and see the ghost dad trimming head of Caroline Garden, blue hair, red eyes, white hairpin. Such a sensational approach, an absolute romantic practice class.
This ghost boyfriend always brings me surprises, romance, and sensationalism. He makes you feel that living in this world is simply beautiful and unreal. His love for him is touched, and all he creates is the illusion of being devoted to you. It's more beautiful than a movie.
He is gentle, capable, and understanding. He does what you do, thinks about you, dances with you as the center of the world, and takes you as the most important point in the world. As long as you say a word, he can let go of everything at hand. Running to you, as long as you look at him, he can indulge his whole life and do everything, only to get your words, I love you.
Everyone has such a ghost boyfriend in their hearts, maybe because the real boyfriend is always not handsome enough, maybe not humorous enough, maybe not gentle enough, maybe not considerate enough, maybe not pity enough, maybe not smooth and funny enough. When you make trouble, he doesn't accompany you to make trouble, he ignores you, and when you make mistakes, he doesn't tolerate you but criticizes you. You think he doesn't have enough taste and is not a man. You are always imagining there is such a ghost. Boyfriend, filling the empty emotional needs in my heart.
I don't know how the story ends because I've only watched 36 minutes, but I'm sure, at the end of the story, Caroline is going to go back to real life, which is a natural law.
I have woken up, the ghost boyfriend has been bothering me for too long, because it is too unreal, so I often doubt and self-doubt, guessing this uncertain life. The better you get, the stronger the sense of crisis, for fear that one day it will collapse and fail.
I want to call my boyfriend and tell him, thank you for giving me a peaceful life, thank you for the inadvertent touch of chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea, thank you for giving me the most real mirror image of the world, and not deliberately arranging story scenes to confuse me. Because you know, confusion is just an illusion and a dream.
Although I feel more or less lost in my heart, like a child who is greedy for a child who refuses to wake up in a beautiful dream,
I'm sorry, please forgive me, I can't sleep for too long in this sleep, because it can't be used as food and can't feed me.
Well, it's time to eat.
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