Hot tears ticked down on the diary, this time no longer blood, but actual rolling hot tears. Chihiro's death had brought tears to his eyes, and Chihiro's diary, in turn, had brought back his dried up tears."Ahhhhh! Uh... Uh uh... Uh..."Feng Tian Ming collapsed next to the cold corpse, his hands clutched the diary tightly, curled up and sobbed uncontrollably. Heartbroken, remorseful, disheartened, and dismal...Countless negative emotions took over his mind and soul, but some of the most important words in Chihiro's diary gave him the mental support he needed to not completely break down under such a painful and desperate situation.At some point, the colorful butterfly had also disappeared, but Feng Tian Ming already had no time to care. At this moment, for him, the most important thing in the world is the diary of Doraemon and Nobita in his arms.As well as the peaceful corpse beside him, everything else is as worthless as floating clouds, even the m
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