I thought leaving was just a word,
But it has been with me all my life and caused me endless pain.
I will weave this story and tell it to you.
What makes me uneasy is the fear that one day I will lose you again.
I don't want to repeat the breathless and panic scene when I lost her.
Or I will be involved in your endless revenge again, and there will be no recovery.
Therefore, I would rather hide in the "Gui" in peace and contentment,
Look at your feasting life.
Then, I would rather bear the love that you sisters brought to me and ended in nothing.
I'll try to open a new article, and I'd like to leave comments and likes.
Attached is an article about the first attempt
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