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No one knows that Xiaoru once had a beautiful love, just as no one knows that she was an excellent student. This is really sad, at least I think so.
Xiaoru, who grew up in the north, is a small city with gentle temperament everywhere. You don't have to care too much about knowing its name, because it is very small in the atlas, and it is difficult for you to find its position. This cannot be said to be a pity.
This year, she was 24 years old and stayed in a corner of Sashido, an enterprise in a small town. After graduating from college, she took part in the recruitment of enterprises in her hometown and became a quasi-worker who started at the grassroots level. Xiaoru is guarding an iron rice bowl, a stable job and a heart full of hope for the future, working hard and looking forward to the life she wants. She is a lonely and sad child.
Xiaoru always likes to keep her hair long. She likes to let her hair quietly follow her waist and move gently with the breeze. She tried to let her long hair cover all the darkness, gloom, indifference and filth in the world, so as not to let these erosion burn her beautiful and pure eyes.
She tried to find a pure harbor for her soul, ...