When I was in junior high school, my parents divorced. My father gambled and my mother left. I lived alone. From a lively and cheerful personality to an introverted and precocious person, I had a lover who loved me very much. I also came from a complicated family. I had lived in an environment of family violence and parental hatred since I was a child. . . They fall in love because they lack a sense of security, and they fall in love because they are not about communication. Neither of them knows how to love each other better.