I opened my eyes and returned to the little kid I was thirty years ago. I still don't have anyone I like. So, how about pampering myself? Didn't I just long for someone who loved and believed in me unconditionally?
Then in this life, be your own support...
= =Such a tender self? At that time, I was full of happiness. Even if I broke my leg and had to drink Chinese medicine every day, I didn't need to rely on it, so let's just let it go.
Do you regret not saving your mother's life? You know what you are capable of now.
No, no regrets. As my mother said, if she doesn't believe in fate or disobey her, she is destined to live less than thirty. Did she forget that it was her mother who pulled out the needle?
Moreover, only when my mother dies can I slowly grow up, mature, become delicious, and become the person I want to pamper...