Two pure souls living in parallel worlds should have never intersected, but because of that willful accident, they became intertwined. Thousands of connections are intertwined, messed up, and tired. But why is there such a reluctance to let go if it is really going to be broken?
How to decide between ideals and family ties? Which one is more important, I can't say, I don't dare to think about it, I am hesitant...
The wheel of fate played a little joke on the two people who were escaping - do you want to escape? Haha, then escape completely, but you have to pay a price - giving up the right to escape.
Complaints and grudges are entangled, desires and rationality are still chaotic, and at the fork in life, where should we go? I don't know, anyway, there is no chance to choose. The way back has been cut off at your feet. Let's move forward. At least there is still a way, right?
I have never been a person who is willing to be manipulated by others. Even if I am involved in the vortex of power struggles, I can still be strong. It doesn't matter how many failures I have in the journey of life. Even if the end of life is close at hand, I will still get up from where I fell and shout - "I can do it again!"
The past is turning around, and I have no time to look back. If nothing is more romantic than the present, let me be so proud!