Looking up at the bright moon, she sighed to the sky, why did God torture her so much?
That encounter with him destined her to have a rough love life. The appearance of another him in despair once again illuminated the yearning in her heart. However, at the peak of happiness, she discovered the "truth" that made her miserable.
Looking up, it was him. It turned out that everything was just because of his love for her.
Without tears, they would have been shed long ago in despair; without love, they would have turned into hatred long before the truth was revealed...
When she vented all her resentment on him, a hand that was hidden deeper was accidentally revealed
What does her existence mean to him and them?