She thought, even if she dies, she must die proudly. She has already wandered about these in her heart thousands of times. But now, when she really made such a decision, she still couldn't help but a warm tear quietly slipped from the corner of her eye. She smiled, gently raising the corners of her mouth, her eyes blurred, as simple but movingly beautiful as before. She silently said to herself: "Ah Zhi, you are still so worthless after all."
All stories start from that year.