After making her way through thickets of deception and crossing a wasteland of rumors, the truth was clear: even without him, Nongmo would still have turned twenty, just like everyone else, looking forward to what lay ahead.
The bloom of youth, the springtime of life. No one will pay for your recklessness when you're young. Even if you think your world might be destroyed the very next second, the Earth will keep turning, and everyone else will carry on living their lives. Twenty-year-old Nongmo tells her eighteen-year-old self, still shedding tears over him, that the best revenge isn't to ruin his life. It's to show him that without him, I can live an even more brilliant life.
Love is inherently like a thousand twists and turns. Just be well in this world. Dear, come on
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