Perhaps this world is a one-man show. Where there is no one, all the injustices will come out. In the crowd, everything will be put away, leaving only an empty joy...,
But I still picked up the courage, embraced the warmth, and chased you and our future together
PS - The heroine has a tnb. I know everyone has a lot of misunderstandings about it, but I hope that through this book, more people can understand that this is not a stereotype, but the real injustice and lifelong humiliation experienced.
This is my first time writing a novel. I won't update it often. My writing style is limited. I am a novice. I like melancholy and healing copywriting.
Intention: At the end of all the suffering and burden, someone will bring you a bouquet of warm sunshine to protect you from the harsh winter and give you the majestic spring.