Top student at Peking University, top debater on the debate team, president of the English Association, main player on the table tennis team, Harvard's most beautiful woman... All the halo I had in the first half of my life was not enough to make up for my sin - I fell in love with my cousin, a married man.
"I didn't expect you to look very smart, but secretly you are a pitiful bitch!" My elegant cousin said this.
"Sisi, you disappoint me so much! Just pretend that I never raised you! I don't want to see you anymore!" My aunt who raised me cried like this.
"The world is going downhill, the world is going downhill, what's the use of having a higher degree? It's not because you are mentally unsound and has a vicious heart..." The melon-eating people in the community lamented.
And I can't explain anything, because I also think that I am a sinner. I have committed a crime, and I deserve to be criticized verbally and writtenly. But my heart is still persistent in pursuing my love until death.