When I was fifteen years old, I met you for the first time, and then I deeply understood what it means to be a hero in youth since ancient times: I fell in love with the young master when I first met, but the fate was shallow and nowhere to be found...
When I was seventeen years old, I felt your faint breath under the bright red hijab: I saw Zhu Chengbi full of thoughts, haggard and fragmented, remembering you...
When I was eighteen years old, I was willing to become your pawn, to be used by you or abandoned by you. I asked for nothing, I just asked you to remember that I loved you and never gave up...
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In the past eighteen years, my family has been in decline, my relatives have been separated, and I have become a slave; I have also been unable to love, and I have missed each other bitterly, without any regrets, but I have never been so desperate, just because I love you. I cannot shout at the top of my lungs, but can only suffer in my heart...