When you were a baby I sat very still to hold you. I could see the veins through your skin like a map to inside you. I stopped breathing so you wouldn't ... You were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass. But the way I saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew ... Your whole life you can be told something is wrong and so you believe it.
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很短。其实是青春疼痛小说的那种感觉。但是文笔还行吧。
评分很短。其实是青春疼痛小说的那种感觉。但是文笔还行吧。
评分很短。其实是青春疼痛小说的那种感觉。但是文笔还行吧。
评分很短。其实是青春疼痛小说的那种感觉。但是文笔还行吧。
评分很短。其实是青春疼痛小说的那种感觉。但是文笔还行吧。
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