She held back her tears, and he allowed himself to be cruel... Letting go of the arrow and letting his heart leave with it, the red coat fell from the high wall, tearing painfully.
He watched her appearance change, going crazy and becoming possessed, but he didn't run away or hide. She wasn't crazy or possessed, she just remembered the painful past. Her hatred turned into a sharp sword and pierced hard, dyeing her green clothes red.
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Love and hate are intertwined, how should I gain peace of mind, escape and face, and what should I do? There are too many, I can't pick them up and can't let them go, how on earth...