The wind passes without a trace; the years roll on. The rise and fall of a family is never the doing of just one person. As they spent more time together, she and he fell in love. But a family feud stood between them. He believed her father had implicated his own father. She knew the truth, but never spoke up, letting him plot against her. You say this is love. She agrees, but doesn't want to marry him. Only after repeatedly pressing her did he learn that she didn't want to end up like her mother: loving someone so much that losing one meant the other could no longer go on living.
Theme: How should one choose between love and hatred?
It's so short. It's over so quickly. I'm not satisfied with it.
The heroine's surname is relatively rare. It is recommended that the layout be greatly improved. It looks a bit tired if it is too dense. Come on come on