Chasing My Wife at the Crematorium, I Regret It Now, It's Too Late

I Hope There Are No Bad Plots, Not the Following Ones.

A real or fake daughter must be bad; in the 1970s, either the father did not care for the mother or had a stepfather or stepmother; the metaphysical heroine must be disliked by the family and needs to be divorced; the time-travel heroine must be cannon fodder! The streets are really bad