It was originally a day of joy, but because of the departure of my lover, dark clouds gathered.
When she opened her eyes again, she returned to her lover.
I thought it was rebirth, but I just returned to this time and space to rewrite the cause and effect that does not belong to you.
He could only helplessly watch his lover disappear.
Dislocation makes us all suffer again
Ah Xun, if the world forgets you, I will use my own way to keep you alive forever.
Isn't it said that olives are bitter first and then sweet? Why do I suffer year after year?
It turns out I am a fake olive.
The writing is very good and worth reading