Youth Is a Slightly Sad Suicide Note

When she was young, she was loved by thousands of people. I don't hate her. When I grew up, she used lies to take away the people I liked, and I didn't hate her. Because my mother abandoned me and my father turned a blind eye to me. She was the only person in the family who gave me warmth. I thought that as long as I tolerated and gave in, I could keep my last warmth, but little did I know that when the shameful secret buried in me was revealed, she also abandoned me. Shame? Bewitched? Envy? Resentment? Fight? Excluded? Selfishly? Sacrifice? After this grand feast of youth came to an end, all the warmth and hurt turned into the gentle sigh in the suicide note of youth... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.