If life can be divided, Shao Rou's first sixteen years were like a glimmer of light through the darkness. She exhausted all her courage just to survive; but when the turning point came, she escaped and found that she had become the darkest existence under the sun.
She allowed the man who was hurt without knowing it to be devastated for six years and more than a thousand days and nights to bear the pain for her that did not belong to him. She could only lick his wounds alone at night, with nowhere to talk, cautious, exhausted, but afraid to love again. She admitted that she was selfish and decisive, and never cared about his feelings. When she left, she only said to him: "I will lend you six years of worry-free time, and I promise you peace and smoothness for the rest of your life."
But when he didn't want to see her again, he still smiled gently, covered up his scars, pointed at his chest and stretched out his hand towards her: "Go home, little flat nose, you are the only one here this time."
All the suffering I endured was just to meet a true and complete you.