When they first met, the white clothes fluttering like an immortal under the sunlight, the clean and bright eyes in the smile, and the warm little hand were all engraved in her mind.
From then on, he became her support and her world.
He married a wife, and she suddenly understood.
Cowardice made her choose to escape, abandoning the gentle hometown and enjoying the loneliness alone. But in that gloomy night, she lost her virginity. When she woke up, she was wearing a blood-stained dark blue robe. The bright light stung her eyes, which was not as gentle and warm as the sun...
He took away her virginity with a word of 'I'm sorry', which made her realize that no one except the young master would really care about her.
No, you are responsible for me.
Her innocence was ruined and she was helpless. Because she thought about the good things of the young master, she wanted to escape as soon as possible. She thought that even if they were at home all over the world, two people were better than one.
Peace is easy to break, and everything goes wrong.
She thought that for the sake of hatred, he would give her happiness, but little did she know that the young master with a tired face touched her heart just at this moment. The emotions that were obviously forgotten were touched so inadvertently...
She really hates hatred!
Fortunately, the appearance of the child calmed her turbulent thoughts, and the peace she longed for finally came... And went...
She endured all the teasing and hurt in the world, whether it was from her friends, relatives or loved ones, she still retained her original intention and never complained or resented.
Until the graceful white clothes fell in front of her eyes, the pain she had endured for a lifetime finally turned into eternal hatred, like a sharp knife stabbing his chest, forever and ever, unable to breathe...