I signed a contract for a website 20 years ago, then got married, had children, started a business... I was busy with life and responsibilities, and I had long forgotten my literary dream. Suddenly... I am middle-aged... I am writing again today, whether it is a reflection or a commemoration. In short, I will write this story with the most thoughtful writing style. There are always some people who write something profound. This may be what I want to do.
Are you still clean? Will you regret it but have to go on in the dead of night? You always want to take control of your life, have you done it? Did you not mean what you said? Do you still think highly of yourself?
"Stain" is the story of some women, and it may have your shadow, and it may give you some insights. No matter you are crying, dripping with blood, or stained with mud, please forgive yourself and move on...
