She traveled through time in her dream, staying in another world and struggling to find her way home.
I can't be moved, but I can't help but sympathize.
She couldn't bear him and became a slave to be beaten.
She couldn't bear him and was a shadow guard who had to sacrifice silently.
She couldn't bear him to be a male favorite who only let others vent their desires.
She couldn't bear him being a victim of power.
She couldn't bear him to be an artist who forced his face to smile.
She couldn't bear him to be a lingering, loveless prince on the sickbed.
She couldn't bear him to be a lonely empty shell guarding the snowy peak.
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After going round and round, she could not escape the sadness.