There are two kinds of tragedies in life. The first is not getting what you want, and the second is getting what you don't want. Xia Limo thought that he could barely count himself as the second type, but he was just getting what he didn't want.
She should be called a melodrama within a tragedy.
But fortunately, she met that boy. He was the only warmth in her life at the beginning, so she would not hate him, no matter how much hurt she suffered.
She just fell in love more and more.
The ink dyes the bamboo, the ink is deep and the love is deep.