I know you only read the beginning and don't want to read any more, because the foreshadowing that has nothing to do with love between men and women is too lengthy. But I still insisted on writing this.
In fact, you should start reading from Chapter 17, and then go to the previous content after finishing. My mind was too messed up. I got the order wrong and found that I couldn't change it.
I don't know if you like it or not, but I felt really uncomfortable when I wrote it.
Because only I know how, like the heroine, I was painfully broken under the influence of my original family, and then how I pieced myself back together into a mess.
The world of only one person is a tomb, and in the tomb are buried our broken bodies for love. It wasn't until one day that we finally met a person who peeled off the thick soil and put the bones back together. At that moment, we had the desire to give birth to flesh and blood.
I heard people say that two people who cannot forgive each other in this life will never meet in the next life. I know she will never forgive me in this life, and there will be no next life between us. So who can tell me what I need to do so that she can slowly forget about me.
