Breaking the cocoon gl+ Fanwai

[GL Lily] Author of "Broken Cocoon (gl)": Shu Ziqing [End + extra episode]

all suffering

It's all about making us break out of cocoons and become butterflies

Read the text and pay attention:

1. This article is a short story and will be finished within 20 chapters

2. The inspiration of this story comes from real people in real life. Xiaoshu writes it down because of his feelings. The early stage may be a little gloomy and depressing, but the later stage is sweet and the ending is beautiful.

3. This story is not a pure and beautiful story, please do not enter children's shoes with mental cleanliness.

Content tags: urban love nüè love deep karma encounter

Search keywords: Protagonist: Gu Fan, Lin Yi┃ Supporting actors: Du Ruzhen, Zhang Yucheng, Lin Mu┃ Others: mental journey

☆, wedge

I don't know when I fell in love with her.

I can't even describe how much I love her now.

I never thought that one day I would love someone so deeply.

love a woman.

I used to be a staunch heterosexual.

I sneered at comrades.

However, I will not be able to escape this special group of people all my life.

I was lied to.

toyed with.

persecuted.

And I could only swallow my anger, and I didn't even have the courage to escape.

There was a time when I hated comrades to the core.

I can't wait to raise my knife and kill all the aliens in this world.

But that's just a figment of my mind, and I'm sad for my cowardice.

What I finally chose was to end my own life.

But I can't get it to work.

Because of her arrival.

She is like light, dispelling the thick and deep darkness that enveloped me.

I love her.

Love the tenderness when she holds me.

Love the way she sings when she lulls me to sleep.

Love her and pamper me like a child.

I love how steadfast she was when she said that, walk down with me.

I love her downcast brows and eyes when she is sometimes vulnerable.

Love the cigarette between her fingers when she is in pain and heartbroken.

Love everything about her.

I love her, but I never thought I would love her this way.

I think this is my catastrophe.

I used to be a fragile caterpillar.

Weak, fragile and prickly.

There is so much suffering in this world that I can hardly bear it.

So I spit out circles of silk and bound myself tightly.

I thought I was going to sink like this.

Unexpectedly, the transformation began at that moment.

She is the power of life in the dark.

She pushes me to struggle through hardships and break free.

She gave me a pair of wings, which are beautiful and strong.

She led me to break through the shackles and the thick cocoon of dust.

Turn into a butterfly! Flutter your wings! Fly high!

I love her more than my own life.

I never thought I would love her so much.

But so what, such is life.

——Lin Yi 2015.6.28

☆、Chapter 1

I didn't like alcohol very much since I was a child. Although I was weak when I was young, for a long time, I would drink Erguotou as a traditional Chinese medicine medicine every day, so as to exercise a good capacity for alcohol.I still hate that rushing feeling, I need to keep a clear head all the time and pay attention to my words and deeds.

Today I came to another party with the theme of alcoholism. After having fun with my colleagues for a while, I was unsurprisingly downed a lot of alcohol. wind.

This is a well-known high-rise building in the center of City S. The first to fourth floors are large shopping malls, and the upper floors are office buildings.The top floor is a food city, in addition to restaurants, there are KTV, nightclubs and bars.

City S is a bustling metropolis, in which it is easy to get addicted.I clearly realize that I need to maintain some persistence that may seem childish to outsiders, so that I will not lose myself.However, this is not easy to do, so I often feel lonely.

When I'm alone, I smoke.I know it's a bad habit, and it's the only bad habit I have.I put on the long black woolen coat I was holding, and the white shirt on my body looked a little tight, which made it difficult for me to stretch my arms.I shook my shoulders, felt the weight of the woolen coat, and felt an inexplicable sense of security in my heart.I walked to the stairs and walked all the way up. This is the top floor, and if I go up, it is the rooftop.It's usually not open there, and the door is closed, but today I was lucky, walking around the corner of the stairwell, I felt the cold air outside, and the door opened.I took out a cigarette, lit it, took out a leather glove from my pocket with a cigarette in my mouth, put it on, then clamped the cigarette in my mouth, and took a deep breath.

I walked out of the roof gate, the cold wind of late autumn and November blowing on my face, blowing away the smell of alcohol.I felt dizzy, and leaned against the wall of the rooftop building, smoking silently.Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol and the night that I became sentimental again.There are mostly inexplicable memories gushing out of my mind, which makes me want to laugh.I actually did, and I think the corners of my lips are curled up at the moment.

I am a rather different kind of woman. Of course, you can easily classify me as a strong woman, a man, or even a lunatic.But in fact, I don't know what kind of woman I belong to.