The storyline was flat and eloquent, but when the final cast came out, with the melodious saxophone, my tears burst. I couldn’t help but kept talking, it’s good, it’s good, it’s good to leave this warm wooden house with my arms, it’s good that I didn’t make the ending clear, it’s good that Victor didn’t die, it’s good that Victor didn’t die... …
Although I know that the hope of cure is too slim, but like an ostrich, it burrows into the sand, no matter what, as long as I see the happiness now. I really am a man without courage.
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