The first time I lost, I knew that the tears were salty...
The second loss, I know, my eyes will hurt after crying...
After losing for the third time, I realized how painful heartbreak is...
After losing for the fourth time, I realized that once my heart is broken once, it will never be broken again...
She was in pain and tired. She had already lost four times, so what did she have to fear? Even if the whole world is destroyed, why not? She had long been fed up with this world. It was this world that made her lose the most important person to her. It was this world that made her lose everything. Even if she had the highest position, so what? She only wanted them, as long as they were by her side, she had never asked for anything else...