留个记号，6个月后，兴许这个地方就不存在了。
6个月会有多少变化呢。
So many has changed,every yesterday is a vague dream that I may easily fall into without knowing road ahead.
And this time no one shall appear, no one is around.It’s all on me to do things right, to insist on the glimmer of hope with all kinds of torture in heart and undertake timeless suffering through dark night.
I just hope I will still be myself,a me that I don’t hate at present,after all the wheels of fortune stop.
We shall see.
今晚在图书馆写下的话。
在space的最后，总是无言。
