She wants hell.
How could you fall in love with such a person, throw your heart into the frying pan countless times, fish it out with bruises all over your body, and let your heart float in the ice water countless times?
Time and time again, I willingly hit my head on the south wall until my head was bleeding, and time and time again, I listened to the lonely rain alone under the west window and finished cutting the candle wicks.
I tried my life again, but still didn't wake up.
She didn't want to drag him into the whirlpool she created and ruin his life again.
She avoided him, even though she knew he was her salvation.
Loving someone makes her fall into hell for two lifetimes.
Once it was calm on the ice, but he still didn't know about the undercurrents under the ice, and she refused to tell her until her death.
Once again, it was so hot that it seemed to burn out her own publicity. He was occasionally burned, but he was finally willing to respond to her.
"You know subconsciously that she is not the partner who can accompany you throughout life."
"You may plan to remain unmarried for the rest of your life, or you may have a political marriage."
"But no matter which choice you make, it won't be her, right?"
(╭☞•́ω•̀)╭☞What I want to say is that there is still necessary copywriting to pretend to be B, but... Copywriting and introduction cannot be trusted at all.
As smart as you are, you must understand what I mean. Yes, I mean, readers' eyes are sharp! _(√ ζ ε:)_