On the high-speed train, a beautiful sister helped me out.
I chased her, and when I caught up with her, I discovered that she was sick. Mental illness.
He was fine for two years in the country, but relapsed after three months in London.
The doctor said she was not suitable for dating, and I said we should separate temporarily.
She took it as a breakup and ran away.
Moved away, blocked me, avoided me.
——But the car keys are in my hand, the secondary card is not parked, and the apartment lease is renewed.
I found her drunk in a bar and slapped her in the face.
"It's really grown up."
Well, puppies can bite, too.
It was cold in London and her coat was still on my shoulders.
Concept: Love means being willing to accompany the other person to face the darkness even if they are afraid, and it is mutual salvation and growth in the midst of illness.