Thousands of Resentments
by Stony Ground
About This Novel
Time flies like water. Over the past ten years, the sweetness of dreams and childhood paintings have flowed to the current situation, and life has suddenly become painful. Inadvertently, I found that my heart ached. It turns out it's you, and you already have someone you like. But I can only look at you silently. This is the pain of youth. The great sages have taught the world that love is the root of all suffering. The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end. However, I stubbornly believe in the beauty of love that ordinary people are obsessed with. Even if my heart is broken by love again and again, I can only swallow the bitterness in my heart with my mouth. This is the injury of love and the pain of youth.
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