一开始她就错了吧。把自己的焦虑,投射在了根本没有那种不安的学霸身上。她太专注于自己的困境,擅自把他人也做了自己的脑内剧场的纸娃娃。01理论上来说,夏天早就过去了。可能秋天是在来换班的路上走失了吧,炽白的空气依然腾腾充斥在天地间,一切都在枯干、融化。洛拉笔挺地站在阳光下,穿着可笑的旗袍,借来的防水粉底在汗水底下垂死挣扎。此刻只有回荡在校园里的背景音乐还精神百 She was wrong from the beginning Cast their own anxiety, there is no such anxiety in the school who do not. She was too focused on her own predicament and made others own paper dolls in the theater of the brain. 01 In theory, summer has long passed. Maybe the autumn is lost on the way to shift shift, blazing white air is still soaring in the world, everything is withered, melted. Lola stand straight in the sunshine, wearing a ridiculous cheongsam, borrowed waterproof foundation dying under the sweat. At the moment only the background music echoed in the campus is also full of energy