You don't know where I lived before, or who I met, or what kind of life I lived. I have endured those cold-blooded, bone-gnawing ice-like pains, it really hurts. I am also very dissatisfied with the bloody ending between us. What your family told me about your future is bullshit to me. What I am best at is messing up a beautiful life that seems unattainable to others! Your loving me so much will only make me more emboldened. I can easily mess up your life with just my thoughts. But you really love me, and I feel like I can no longer bear this relationship. It's like being strangled by the throat without leaving me any chance to breathe. I can't ignore the harm this relationship has caused to you, and there's no way I can use them as weapons to shoot you without hesitation, so I'm ready to let you go...
A piece of self-narration from Zhang Chuchu.
Purpose: To heal people who have fallen into the abyss of depression