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The emergence of a strange whim in the mind has started since this morning. Controlling yourself has become a big responsibility. I know when I knock and say,
"Will you lend me the morning of December 10?"
I promise, as a friend, I will not be bothered by exchanging words. I will cross the side like a pedestrian. And by measuring the height of the two in the blink of an eye, I will eliminate the disobedient feelings.
- Another imaginary line from the other side replies with a gentle smile, "Feelings are out of touch, with what weapon will you kill them?"
---- Conversation of disobedient feelings
