If we only look at the faces, no one can tell the difference between me and my sister.
But this fate is so different.
Is it one person's hatred or one person's love that is imprisoned in the majestic palace?
I don't hate it, I'm just tired. When people are tired, they want to have a good sleep and forget all the unhappiness in their dreams.
In fact, from the very beginning, I didn't know whether there was love or hate between us.
God's will plays tricks on people, and they cannot help themselves. Just living, looking forward to the end day after day. Like the setting sun falling over the mountains, only time can advance the ending.