When the tide goes by, it becomes day and night.
Love is like a tide, it comes in waves but is ruthless when it recedes.
Love is like morning and evening, as strong as honey in the morning and as pale as the setting sun in the evening.
She had tasted all the bitter wine of love. Between her and him, she always drank and he drank as he pleased. She thought everything was finally over, but unexpectedly, life always liked to play cruel jokes on her, hiding behind the dawn.
Time travel? ! What a joke!
She doesn't crave a new life, she doesn't dream of a prince, and she doesn't believe in destiny. She just wants to live an ordinary life and support her parents! She wants to go back! ! !
(The beginning of the story is based on real experience, any similarity is unfortunate)