Two curses, limited to 500 words, draw a knot that can never be untied.
A past event caused an irreversible situation in this life.
The devil who came from heaven broke her heart again and again, but she still refused to let go.
The snowy day when the two first met made it clear that their love was destined to not be smooth sailing.
Snow is beautiful, lonely, sad, and fragile.
Whose pursuit is it? Who is waiting so hard? Whose fault, whose injury, whose affection, whose cruelty?
I believe that even if we are in eternal night, as long as we keep moving forward and reach the end, we will definitely come out of the darkness and usher in the dawn of dawn.