Introduction limited to 500 words
She prefers peach blossoms, which bloom brightly and shine brightly. Her favorite part of "Baitou Yin" is: I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to make a decision. The most impatient thing is: winter nights, summer days, a hundred years later, returning to his room. She believed that if she gave up, she would give up, so why bother struggling with it. If you are dead, you are dead. How can you still have feelings? Why should you think so much about a dead person?
When the world changes, I wonder if she will ask herself when she thinks about what she said back then: Why is she obsessed so deeply?