Gentle and proud, he left in hurt, retired in self-blame, and passed away quietly, unable to see the madness of that person. . . When she started her life again, she just wanted to make up for those regrets. The same face always reminded her not to make the same mistake again. . . Where should the love that was once deep and deep go? . . PS: This article is slow to catch on, the female protagonist is a good one, the male protagonist may be black, don't comment if you don't like it.
