Just suddenly thought of that bridge.
Wear a mask one day.
Can't take it off again.
When chatting with Sao, I suddenly felt very similar to me.
The day after Qingming.
someone's birthday.
I was sitting alone at the Hanzhong Road subway station.
Watching the trains pass by.
From 7 am to 9 am.
I just sit.
On the opposite side is me projected on the glass.
There are people coming and going.
From the roaring train.
We will eventually become who-and-who.
It will eventually become who loves who. love whoever.
I woke up one day to find the mask stuck to my face.
stuck.
Can't tear it off.
And from that day on.
I live.
"Think" inside.
He thought I was like that.
You thought I was like this.
They thought I was like this.
You all think.
I thought you thought I thought.
Then I can't change.
Then I go on living.
Then slowly all the "thinking" was applied to my face.
Can't tear it off.
I'm not complaining.
No compassion.
No self-deception.
It's just the clown crying.
The audience thought it was the plot.
Clap loudly.
That's all.
- BY ANN
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