It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, but they are all abandoned in ruins.
I just sigh that this time is cheap.
History cannot be changed, but it is affected all the time. It has no right or wrong. Whether it is good or bad depends on the fate of the person who created it. Perhaps this is the destined curve of youth. It chooses to present it in a difficult way. Although its original intention is good, the scars left in the heart are malicious. Even if it is projected to another time and space to atone, it will be in vain, because the truth is far crueler than the novel.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
