From the title alone, it is a bizarre story. Most of the time, I will choose inspirational, suffering, and plain movies, just to reach a consensus. This genre of imagining is really not suitable for me. Even if Harry Potter falls from the sky, I hope that little Sirius, hurry up and take him away, because I'm not a mystic. Everything is in order. Under the rules of business, there is a customary definition of eating, drinking, and Lhasa. I am more step-by-step.
People who follow the steps will be very sensitive to a certain joke or aphorism, because if they are always ready to speak their turn, they can talk proudly and fluently, but when no one is around, they will start to feel annoyed secretly, the joke just now, Not quite right. I am like this, Harold is even more amazing. He is the hero of this story. Although he is good at counting and calculation, when he takes advantage of his position to make MM, he must rely on prepared lines in order to speak, and he has the ability to speak. Talk about pits.
What kind of fantasy life would such a gentle man have?
However, he was going to die.
There's a guy who's thinking about jumping off a building, expecting a traffic accident in a storm, hoping he'll die. Which way to die is best for Harold, she counts the days with her fingers, looking anxious. What makes people wonder is that she actually dominates his life, but he has no power to fight back, cursing God is useless, so she said to him calmly in the air.
Harold knew at dusk that he was dying soon, and he was waiting for his death in embarrassment, that is, he couldn't find the culprit, no one to talk to, didn't dare to answer the phone, and didn't want to go to work. It may be appropriate to die at this time, follow the rules! Most people died here. However, I was a little irritable, and seemed to understand his feelings of "living upright and dying without knowing it", which was familiar and desolate.
Fortunately, he didn't break his heart because he was about to die suddenly. He picked up the guitar and hummed a song that was a little out of tune at the house of the girl he loved. He sang softly until just find it. It is even more helpless to render this kind of life.
Deaths are vaguely certain, interconnected, that she said.
She must be able to kill him, like strangling an ant, even though the process is torturous for her.
The state of the story is no longer fantastic, like a double-edged sword, stabbing him to death can also make her collapse and die.
I no longer expect an unexpected ending, which is an imaginative, unbelievably fascinating way of deconstructing it over some kind of fear. Sometimes it's not worth it to lose yourself in fear, so let's live tenaciously.
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