People who love only once in their lives are the real shallow people, who call themselves loyal and devoted, I call it habitual laziness, or lack of imagination.
————"The Picture of Dorian Gray"
She can only love one person in her life, and she can't care too much. Regardless of her habits or stubbornness, she would rather draw a wall as a prison than walk out of her memories. What would happen if someone similar to her appeared?
Conception: