The people passing through the alley looked pitiful. It seemed like a quiet and secluded alley. 。The child slowly walked to the deep alley and entered a large yard. 。We hesitated for a moment. 。Following a stranger's child, this is our first time, and it feels a bit awkward. 。If we were to be questioned at this time, we would probably scatter like birds. 。---Not thick enough in face, not dark enough in heart, is a major taboo for picking up girls.--- 。Having gotten this far, were they going to give up halfway Several people had that thought, so they gritted their teeth and rushed to the front gate of the courtyard. 。But upon entering, he found it was already four-one and the child was nowhere to be seen. 。,We all have a feeling of being played. 。This child sensed our ill intentions early on, yet remained silent. And with his slow, measured steps, he gave us the illusion that we would always continue like this. 。Then, in a fleeting moment, it vanished. Leaving all our previous efforts to naught. 。The ripple of loss affected everyone. 。I could almost see him standing by the window at home, hiding behind the curtains and sneering at us: a bunch of fools, idiots, morons!,— The tragedy and joy of life are written by each person themselves.。
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