It's just a short story. They met and got to know each other, and fell in love with each other. It was as light as clear water. There was no oath of friendship or separation of life and death. They were just sincere to each other. However, the fate did not work as expected. When I waited for the flowers to bloom, I became my husband. I can't love him, I can't hate him, what should I do?
Conception: