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rridor.
Taking root swiftly， sprawling in every dire.
Yet stifled by the weight of overwhelming thoughts.
It was here， perhaps mere weeks ago， perhaps in a distant month...... that the butterfly spe Shu Qing had gifted once plummeted， its gilded wings fluttering in the abyss of night， tearing a chasm between them.
Now， bereft of the butterfly， bereft of expectations or entas， there remains only the freice of desperation， as if in a final plea， a final farewell.
“But I like you.” Yearni with silehe parched soul destio drown.
“But I love you.” Adoration ued， indulgence devoid of solace.
Zhu Qing''''an clutched Shu Qing''''s waist， exerting her force mercilessly， leaving behind a trail of bite marks， embrace， and tears upon her neck.
“I love you， but you''''ve already grown up.”
Shu Qing， in the end， chose to evade their illicit bond.
Amidst the wreckage of her career and the monotony of life， she pushed away the girl she had cherished for far too long， with hands trembling with regret.
She was left by Zhu Qing''''an in a mess， warmth and moisture iwining， sticky.....yet， still with some love.
最后怀抱也空了，只剩冰冷。
就像她这空荡荡的一生，三十四年沉沦，二十年挣扎，回首，留下的只有死寂与虚无。
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凌晨三点。
祝卿安收好自己必要的行李，关上行李箱。
她咀嚼着述清每月都会给她买的酸糖，拖着行李，打开她们开关了上千次的家门。
酸味在胸腔爆开，载着十二年来和述清相处的点点滴滴，闷如胃酸，冲得祝卿安皱不了眉。
她走时，只看见曾经光芒万丈的大明星述清，留给她一个落魄的背影。
躲在她们陈旧幽暗的家，疗着没了她不可能好的伤。
夜冷凄凄的，一如既往。
云层挂得很高，遮住冷白色的光源。
祝卿安迈出两步，听见两声脚步。
她走出数米，那声音跟了数米。
路上已没了行人。只有两个一前一后的陌路人，低着头自顾自的走，不再看向彼此。
行李箱的滚轮在地上滑动出哗哗响声，石子被嘣出几米远，砸在泥土里，惊醒许多昆虫。
祝卿安想，或许是阳昆的夜太凉。
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