Suck it to pieces
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I have been Wen Zhihan's shadow for fifteen years.
From the childhood of standing on tiptoe and looking up, to the youth of silently following. He is the proud son of heaven, and I am the bleakest footnote under his brilliance - from an ordinary family background and average achievements. The only thing I can do is to regard his unwanted silhouette as the light of his gift.
I once thought that love was what he needed, even if he was pushed into the abyss by the bullying his world acquiesced to, even if I watched him side by side with another radiant girl, even if I heard him say with my own ears: "Who would like his own shadow?"
Until he personally nailed me to the pillar of shame of "plagiarism" in order to maintain that perfect world.
Shadow is dead.
I completely disappeared from his life through a well-planned "falling into the sea and dying". Three years later, I quietly returned to my hometown when I was critically ill. I just wanted to walk towards the end in peace.
He went crazy.
The man who once treated me like nothing left everything behind, walked on every road I had ever walked, and begged for forgiveness in the most humble manner.
Unfortunately it was too late.
One year after my funeral, people discovered that the once-powerful light was extinguished forever in the corner farthest from me.
——It turns out that being burned to death by shadow is the ultimate fate of light.
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[The author has something to say]
This article is pure abuse of the heroine, physical abuse and mental abuse. If you don't like this kind of thing, please don't comment, just swipe it away.
If there are similar memes to a certain article, it is purely coincidental. There is no plagiarism or reference. There are only so many memes in abusive articles, so there is no way not to repeat any of them.
A bit of the author's own microcosm but not obvious, don't be personal.
Intention: The real tragedy is not to ask for something but not to get it, but to find that the light has never illuminated the abyss of one's heart after exhausting everything in pursuit. The real redemption begins with turning around and finally stepping into one's own silent darkness.
