I used to be what others called stupid and what I called a kind and good person. Later, I gradually lost my way and became someone I hate. I loved a homosexual, a woman who had no regard for life. In the midst of materialistic desires, I have sold love for money, and I have been let down and let down.
If you want to read a story about a simple and good person, I suggest you don't click in. If you want not to make the same mistakes I did, if you are a simple and kind person, if you want to learn to be wary of bad guys in a dangerous society, I suggest you read it patiently.
What is the most tragic look of love? Are you in love and can't stay together? Is it because you can't get deep love? Did you love and then let go? Or does the person you love love someone of the same gender?