On the day my father was caught raped in bed, my mother was like a madman tearing apart the last fig leaf between the two of them on the bed. My father angrily cursed my mother for calling her a shrew. I was helpless in the face of this person who had spent half my life focusing on my children and husband. Finally, my parents divorced, and my mother felt like the sky was falling apart. Beatings and scoldings were common. She hated all pretty girls. I thought that was it for me... But that transfer student suddenly broke in and broke into my life. This might be a good thing...
Intention: love