A long, long time ago, I listened to Yu'er's stories about love, and I felt very bored. I thought that if it weren't for those male and female protagonists flirting with each other, showing mercy at every turn, causing jealousy and vying for favors, making lovers unable to get married, and sadistic love, it was quite depressing. Under Yu'er's sneer, I even made a solemn oath: "In my summer solstice, if I fall in love with someone in this life, I will follow him to the death and never regret it."
A long time later, when I heard Yu'er say that I was very likely to fall in love with that careless and sinister man, I unfortunately still remembered the oath I had made indiscriminately. I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and thought carefully at the same time: In fact, sometimes if I violate the oath in a small way, nothing big will happen...