I am born in the 90s. Once upon a time, the sky was very blue, the clouds were very white, the moonlight at night was very bright, the Milky Way was very long and bright, the streams were so clear you could drink, pheasants and rabbits ran everywhere, and the fields and ditches were full of fish. I live in a rural area. My parents divorced since I was a child and I have been living with my father in a small mountain village. After graduating from junior high school, I went out to work and experienced the non-mainstream era. After my father passed away, I encountered a ray of light in my sinking state, but I couldn't love it. When my mother returns, she is only mean, and the beautiful childhood is finally a thing of the past. I thought marriage was a safe haven, but unexpectedly, it was just the beginning of another storm.
