Tara looked at the phone until the screen turned off automatically, and then he blinked his eyes.
The eyeballs were particularly dry, and Tara was pinching his eyes and pinching the eyes. The countless sentences in his heart finally turned into a long sigh.
She does not know how to describe her current mood. It is like a gorgeous castle that seems to be indestructible. In fact, the window gap cannot be closed 100%, and the cold wind that is inaccessible will always get into it.
But now she can’t tell, whether the diary hidden in the phone is to push the window bigger, or to tighten it more tightly.
Her mother, her sister, and herself… Because of a decision 20 years ago, the fate of the three of them had been linked, and twenty years later, they were written in a new way.
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