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    Her voice was very soft.  very light.

    With a little panting.

    Paled face.  No color.

    She is a sick person.

    How long can you live.  The doctor didn't tell her clearly.

    Just tactfully said to her, go wherever you want, meet whoever you want to meet, and eat whatever you want to eat.

    She has started to lose her hair.

    The body is aging prematurely.

    In the mirror, she slowly lost her beautiful face.

    If you die like this.

    Less than 30 years old, it seems that life has just begun.

    Many roads have not yet been taken.

    Haven't fulfilled their obligations to their parents.

    Not in love yet, not married yet.  Not a cute kid yet

    She couldn't help crying.

    Stubbornly and willfully throwing the lost hair into the trash can.

    She found a piece of paper.

    If there is only one year left in life.

    What does she need to do?

    Pick up the pen and think for a long time.

    Eventually, she wrote it down on paper.

    1. Smile every day.

    2. Take a trip with your parents.

    3. Cook and do laundry for parents.

    3. Treat the people around you well.

    4. Love someone seriously.

    5. Get the idol's signature and take a group photo

    She wrote a lot.  There are so many things to see.

    There were so many things I wanted to do.

    She put the stack of papers away.

    resign from the company.

    She decided to use the rest of her time to treat her short life.

    She dyed her hair a mess of colors.  Like a bunch of rainbow bubblegum on top.

    She wears clothes with lots of patches.

    She drew her eyebrows very long.

    She was standing on the street late at night smoking a cigarette.

    She was playing and dancing on the bed with her guitar

    It was a life she had never tried before.

    Depraved, insane.  Free and easy.  Like a wild horse running wild on the vast grassland.

    Accompanied by parents to many places.

    Those forgotten good times are slowly being retrieved.

    In the morning, prepare breakfast for them.

    Take them for a walk.

    Listen to them tell interesting stories about the past.

    Listen to their relentless nagging of the years.

    She took her parents' hands.

    It's like a small hand holding a big hand when I was a child.

    The thick calluses on the parents' hands are still there.

    She ticked off time on her calendar to spend with her parents.

    Only half a year left.  She wants to love someone seriously.

    She often goes out late at night.  To find someone who likes to look up at the stars like him.

    She cut her hair short.

    Wear skirts with irregular cuts.  Procrastinating like a crushed dream.

    A very accidental day.

    She met him.

    At that time, he hid from the rain under the bus stop sign because of the rain.

    He looked up at the rain.

    The expression is profound.

    She stood in the rain and saw.  Just fall in love with him.

    His facial features are three-dimensional and graceful.

    He wears a brown striped jacket.

    He still held the unfinished milk tea in his hand.

    Every day she would come to this bus stop sign.

    Whether it is windy or raining.

    She will meet him.

    But they never spoke a word.

    Across the wide road and the noisy crowd.

    Across the endless air.

    Their eyes met countless times.

    Numerous embarrassing escapes.

    Countless times he hesitated to speak.

    Her days are dwindling.

    Pain penetrated every skin of her body.

    Her voice became smaller and smaller.  until there is no more sound.

    Her hair is about to fall out.

    She needs someone to help her walk.

    Even smiling has become difficult.

    She completed the list on that piece of paper.  He wrote a letter to the boy.

    The day after writing the letter.

    ??? passed away.

    The boy has been waiting under the bus plate.

    He received an anonymous letter.

    The letter has only one sentence.

    "Do you remember a woman standing across the road smiling at you?"

    He looked up.  Look hard.

    Nothing.

    He threw the paper into the trash can.

    About girls.

    About girl love.

    It's all like a story that never happened.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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