It is not easy to recall a past event, especially for a proud and proud woman like me. Even though the memory has been blurred, recalling it is just a trick of eating melon seeds. However, I am willing to leave you the melon seed shells scattered all over the ground, so that you can restore the incomplete melon seeds (human) hearts. What I hold up, hide, suffer, and despicable is my own heart - I once thought that I had already hollowed out my true heart with resentment, and guarded my lonely face into a dangerous city of determination.
However, no matter how smart I am, I am still naive when I take my love for granted.
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