If you were given a chance to choose for yourself...
would you destroy the world, or let the world destroy you? How would you choose?
Isn't human nature inherently sinful? Why must we extol goodness? Or is it goodness that we hope to be treated with?
My master, wake up... wake up...
In your sleep, a voice startled you awake. You looked around, but found nothing out of the ordinary.
The alarm clock on your desk showed it was only four in the morning. You squinted your eyes, rubbing your head in a daze.
Was it a dream?
It didn't seem like it. If it had been a dream, you wouldn't remember it so clearly.
Feeling the urge to pee, you were about to get up when you realized something heavy was pressing on your body. Looking down, a smile of utmost warmth spread across your face.
You had no idea when Zhao'er had pushed open your door last night and climbed into your bed.
She was like a little girl who couldn't part with her doll, holding onto your body and sleeping soundly.
