You know London right? This is her London. Like everyone who is struggling in the world, there are always places where they are entangled with their souls, and there are always places that carry fetters. For her, it is her London. In this place, there is a best friend who can talk about everything. The two run a cafe for the guinea pig named Hillary, and their life is comfortable. There is an innocent little boyfriend who always breaks up with her, but there is always something left behind to pave the way for the next reunion. There is also an excellent sister who has almost nothing in common with herself. She is successful, rich, and knowledgeable. . There is also a useless father and a green tea stepmother, just like in fairy tales, the father is not good at expressing his love, but he always uses his own behavior to prove that he still loves this pair of sisters----in the stepmother Out of sight.... This is her London, where her soul resides, and where her fetters connect, she is like everyone living in the world, just like you and me, She doesn't have the arrogance of a Hollywood-style protagonist to brave the world, and she doesn't have the arrogance and arrogance of other British drama heroines. She is just like us, ordinary, and only a crowd in the crowd. We don't know her in the past, and we can only spy something from some fragmentary memories. Those days of little bits and pieces seem to be no different from our days. They are full of enthusiasm for life and seem to want to draw the power of life from every bit. But it seems to be out of tune with her now: talking about all kinds of trash, the cafe seems to be on the verge of closing down, losing her best friend, her life seems to be embarrassed, and she starts to steal something... When we started trying to get close to her, she was like a hedgehog, curled up, with a back full of spikes, guarding everyone who came close. The plot slowly pushed away, and she seemed to start letting go of herself, trying to embrace her sister, reconcile with her father, and date a normal man. I began to encourage people around me to live bravely, encourage my sister to pursue her true self and leave her beast brother-in-law; encourage bankers in the "Men's College" to return to their original normal life. But in the end? In the end, I still haven't escaped the vicious circle of life, and I'm still living that disguising life. Why? The brother-in-law began to accuse her of seducing him; the father always had low self-esteem in the face of the excellent stepmother, and the stepmother's crazy desire for control seemed to make the father unable to express his love; in the end, even the little boyfriend who had been in love with him all the time. Also stay away from her. When the outside world is accusing you, when you feel helpless, your existence itself has become the original sin. At this time, after passing through those painful memories and piecing together the last pieces, we found the root of everything: the heroine was lingering with her girlfriend's boyfriend, and her girlfriend went to the road of suicide because of this. Not off the rails. My own betrayal and separation are the cause and effect that I planted, and the shackles on my body come from the past life. People make mistakes, which is why they put erasers on the backs of pencils. People make mistakes. It's why they put rubbers on the ends of pencils. People always seem powerless in the face of their sins, don't know what to do, don't know what to say. With nowhere to vent her emotions, she always wanted to do something, but she couldn't achieve anything, and she didn't seem to be able to save herself. Life is cause and effect, the connection of fetters. The banker rescued her. She was stopped as she walked to the side of the road. In that coffee shop, there was no tea or coffee, and the air seemed to condense with embarrassment, but he still saved her, just as she saved him. Although there is no falling sun at this point, no fresh air, but he still saves him, in his own way: AInterviewagain, the smallest act of kindness. People make mistakes. It's why they put rubbers on the ends of pencils She's just an ordinary person, turning her life upside down, playing her own bad cards, and hating herself, but we all know that she Just an ordinary person, like everyone who struggles in the sea of life, like every one of us who makes mistakes over and over again, maybe your life will not be like her, but we know that she is us, she Just a Normal people. Life is a giant beast. It seems that we are all looking for a way not to be swallowed by it, and we will also find our own salvation when we collapse. We seem to think that we can avoid being swallowed by making no mistakes, but we can't see perfection. because we are just a crowd, just sentient beings, because we understand that People make mistakes. It's why they put rubbers on the ends of pencils.
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