Before I met her, I thought my life was ordinary and ordinary. It wasn't until I met her, who was full of constraints, that I realized that I was so lucky, so happy, and so enviable. But I am sad for her, sad for her, and how I hope she can be as free as me, have a happy family, close friends like confidants, and unconditional support from family and friends. I wish her well, I want to pull her into a bright and brilliant world and live towards the sun.
But she said she was so tired. Her family didn't understand her. They opposed her everywhere and vetoed everything she wanted to do. The depressive atmosphere was always around her and she could hardly breathe.
I wanted to help her, but she said I couldn't save her.
Always gotta try it.
