Before I was eighteen years old, I always thought that I would be a child that would make my parents proud. I would be outstanding, well-behaved and sensible. I would be what the aunt next door calls "someone else's child."
However, meeting him made my simple life fester and decay with a devastating force, until it was too miserable to look at...
"Bai Zhi, why don't you die together?" The man I once loved asked me.
Oh, why don't I die together? I want to ask too.
Intention: Time has passed, we will eventually rise and fall in this world, but life will continue.