I wish we had broken up before,
Weeping silently,
Anticipating years of isolation,
We can't help but be heartbroken.
...
If many years later,
We met again by chance,
How will I greet you?
Only with tears,
Silent.
——Byron
Five years ago, when the love was strong, she left without saying goodbye;
Five years later, with love and hate inseparable, they meet again;
A plot, a chase, and a dramatic life are slowly unfolding. . . . .
Looking back at my article, I feel that the beginning is too wordy, and it seems that I need to revise it carefully.
If you are reading the article, you can skip Chapter 1 without affecting the plot.
I was almost frightened to death by Mr. Ye's signature, and determined to work tirelessly for the earthwork project to fill the pit.
Work hard to complete the task of leveling the field. . . . .