Lying in bed listening to songs and counting fingers, ah! Tomorrow is the final. I have a good sleep. I don't know who won the game between the wild leopard and the ghost. I don't want to know who I love. The God stops the killing God and the Buddha stops the killing Buddha. Haha, it's useless to guess. I have to face it all the time. Now I slowly feel the joy of entering the final. I can't help laughing in the quilt by myself, which reminds me of some kind of animal that haunts me in the middle of the night. /P / P

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