endless roses

Chapter 70 Object History - A Cabinet with 12 Slots -
A1
During the Lantern Festival, the city is full of lights, and the faint light of the moon diffuses like thin smoke. N is waiting for me behind a paper palace lantern.Maybe the girl who was with me exposed my whereabouts. When he was about to come, I turned my back and didn't say a word.

N said: I miss you very much.

I looked at him puzzled, tilted my head slightly to the right, then turned and left, so far away, I don’t remember him, it’s the scenery outside my window.
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A2
I have a nosebleed, by your side.You are also lying naked on the soft mat, only covered by a thin blanket watching TV.

I got up, stepped over several clothes on the ground, and looked out through the crack of the door.There is a light on the top of the corridor, the door of the study in front of it is hidden, the light inside is still on, and the room a few meters to the left is also lit, the corridor is both bright and dark.

I'm afraid, you put on a worried look, and you gave me a blank look.

Enter the room on the left, and quickly slam the door to isolate the horror of the outside world.Turned on the floor lamp next to the sofa, faint light.Rummaging in the medicine box, I was afraid that that person would appear, and I had a clearer feeling that his ghost was ahead, but I didn't want to see him.
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M-
A3
Dear child, why are you crying?
Since your soul killed the body, the river no longer flows north, but flows south slowly into the hinterland, so she often feels colic.

What annoys you, the little girl is sleeping with her stuffed bear.
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B1
The lights behind the bar spread into many heptagons, Jason.

I live in real life, remember every detail clearly, they are real, forever, repeating piles, Jason.

There's no more music here, just a Bakelite record for the violin, twelve inches, and on it is a song from eternity, cold and sweet to drive away loneliness, Jason.

Jason, the children are singing pure hymns outside the door, I'm waiting for you.
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B2
He knelt down, looked at the messy wreckage and recalled that it seemed to be her.

We went to school together and she was always waiting for me on Cross Street mornings, what a nightmare.

She picked up the candlestick and pointed it at the place of doubt.There is a shadow hidden in the wick, the candle is dim and flickering, it seems to be him.

The dense fog at dawn hit here like a torrential rain blown by the wind.He waited for her ghost to appear, and there were a few vague shadows standing in the mist, but she was not there.

She embraces the grass, with her head turned to the left looking at the garden.She was buried by the vegetation that grew wildly in spring.

The dead person was sleeping soundly on the bed, she was breathing softly, and she didn't have a single nightmare last night.

The snowflake screen of the TV rustled, the weak blues sound wept, and the music stagnated and was gradually abandoned.

No moon, the moon in this layer is at A1.
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C1
Silver spring water, the moonlight on the upper left gave it color without hesitation.This is a secluded lake, where the rain from last night is piled up, and the snow among the branches is the snow from the day before yesterday.

On this mountain, you can't tell the four seasons, and you are always in a coma, so you can't tell whether it is dawn or evening.
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C2
M is lost in the poem paved with boulders, the path is grass, surrounded by walls, and she can still see the dusk.

N's old horses also have a pair of armor. They hide in the armor of half a century ago, and gradually they are all skinny.He led the horse to graze by the river.
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C3
I heard the sound of burning, the earth is baking.There is also the most ordinary happiness in the world.
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M-
C4
wooden photo frame.There were more than a dozen people who went to the North Country to take photos of skiing, and they smiled so brightly.But if you look at the top of the mountain, there are two black figures beside a tree, they are young M and Jason, they are trapped in the photo.
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101-001
Inside the pages of the book, there is a sprite.His dream, Fairy Sweet Dream, was imprisoned, tied to a stone tablet day and night, and she was covered with scars in the past, but now she is healed.
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102-001
Wrong type, so instead of coffee, tell me about Coffey.

Coffey is a girl, and she drives on the highway.I don't know where she is going.

Holding the steering wheel, his expression was a little dignified.I don't know what she's worried about.
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102-002
You said, would she know M.

I have also been thinking about M.

(End of this chapter)