I fell in love with a man, I loved him with all my soul, and he left me.
This is just a very ordinary love story, heartbreak, despair, pain, just the ordinary emotions of a woman.
When I'm in extreme pain, I feel that the pain can't just be endured by me. I want people who deserve it, such as scumbags, to suffer as well. When I kill them, I really feel that the world has become better, and the feeling of heartbreak disappears.
It's good that he appears again! He has become my number one target. This time I will treat him well and let him have a very "beautiful" experience. I will slowly enjoy our time.
