[Abusive article + Reunion after breaking the mirror + The world is in danger] When you met me, I was only fifteen or sixteen. I have never met a nice person before I met you. At that time, my sister was still young, and my mother took me everywhere to sing for people. I saw all kinds of bad people, bullies, and unreasonable people. I thought there were no good people in the world. It wasn't until I met you that I knew there were good people in the world.
This is simply another story of the stone.