he lived

Of course I know that these may just be assumptions in my mind, because I can't see things clearly at such a fast speed, but I just feel that all of this is real.

what is realwhat your eyes see?What's on your mind?Your eyes will deceive you, your memory will modify itself, even the video photos taken by your photography equipment can be re-edited and edited, so, in fact, there is nothing real in this world, right? Persuasion only.Everything will be true as long as you believe it to be true.So I believed it, what I saw that day was real, it, it was real.

With the truth, everything that followed was natural and reasonable.I don't know what other people will become after witnessing a death. I know that the way I am now is not normal, but what is normal, no one knows.People say what they say, the majority always occupies the truth, and the minority is always heresy.

I hurriedly finished today's work, picked up my bag and left the studio.I know I can't go on, and if I go on like this, I might go crazy.My brain may have become an independent individual, out of my control, it is always playing back and thinking about it, which makes people collapse.

When I got home, I threw myself into the bathtub as usual. When I was about to suffocate, I fished myself out, and walked into the living room wetly, leaving a row of watery footprints.I turned on the computer and started to search for news about that person on Weibo. Thanks to this era where personal information is not controlled at all, there are always some gossipers for unknown reasons. The red fruit you picked up.