[A sadistic article about secret love] Those details that were once sweet and boring suddenly turned into a hurtful weapon. Misunderstandings grew like vines, entangling two close hearts until they hurt. She ran over with an umbrella but found that she was late. She turned around and was separated by thousands of rivers and mountains. The heroine thought about speaking out boldly, but there was already someone beside him. There are pieces of glass between the lines.
