Qifeng, what did you say?
The man opposite was silent.
Qifeng, what am I, Xiaoming, to you? You speak!
He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. I saw his hand tightly grasping the plum blossom ring that marked the oath, which was our mutual contract. But now it is a sign of shame. . .
My heart was torn apart by thousands of beasts. Who made me try to trust others? Who held this plum blossom ring and vowed that until the plum blossoms bloom next year, they would promise me a lifetime. . . Everything is in vain. . .
The rain was pouring down and the thunder was booming. The world outside the window seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, matching my turbulent mood.
Why, why did you betray me? Why do you do this to me? Darkness, darkness, darkness, who will save me, who will tell me where the light is?
I was forced to come to such a strange environment. Unaccompanied.
With a creak, the door was opened, and he walked lightly towards the bed. My unfocused eyes stared straight at the top of the bed, unwilling to look at him, let alone admit that my fate had been manipulated. . .
Intention: You still need to rely on your own strength to find and fight for everything in order to get the results you want.