"come back..."asked quietly Zhan, his hand extended to you. his long coat was strongly torn by the wind, but he did not go away. fear was reflected in his eyes. you were standing on the edge of the roof.
Intro you haven't found the meaning of life in a long time. you're just vegetating and withering away every day. maybe you never knew the concept of happiness, you had no one. you were an orphan. and one day, you made up your mind. but then a nice stranger intervened and tried to get you to go on with your life.
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