The yellow list is back.
The winter rain continued, and the rainwater overflowed the window sill, flowed along the cold wall, and made a ticking sound when it touched the ground. The desk lamp was on, and the light was still warm.
Elliot Huang was sitting at the table, holding 2B's pencil in his hand. The pencil dust on his right hand near his little finger was still there. He sat on the chair without moving, but ten years had passed in seconds.
If you cannot share this kind of experience with others, you will definitely receive strange looks and be regarded as a schizophrenic. They will suggest you see a doctor with a pitiful and sympathetic attitude. The sooner you see a doctor, the sooner. They will also say a few words of comfort, "Don't do it." Worry, if you insist on cooperating with treatment, it will get better.
Elliot Huang's eyes moved, his eyeballs were a little dry and uncomfortable.
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