There are many things between us.
Perhaps it was the national hatred that supported the growing growth of my boyhood; perhaps it was the heart-wrenching family feud; perhaps it was the inability to bravely say "I love you"; perhaps it was love that could not be understood by the world; perhaps it was only after losing that I suddenly realized that I cannot live without you.
However, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles we face, they will never compare to "us".
Finally, there is a short summary of the story by the author.
Author: This is a serious story about family hatred, country hatred, love, hatred and hatred. Don't laugh, don't laugh, just hold it in.
Song Zheliu (the heroine) rolled her eyes: Do you have the nerve to say this?
Author: My story is very serious, but there is something wrong with your own interpretation, okay? !
Song Zheliu: Luoluoluo, hit me.
Author: You forced me to do this!
(The little dark room worked hard to write and write, and tried every means to add a bloody and tragic drama to the heroine, but in the end, the plot was funny and the author's carelessness was amusing.)