She was the light in his life, illuminating him and warming him. When the light left him, and he was alone in pain and coldness in the dark quagmire, he swore that he would find his light.
The sun was shining brightly on the day she left, but she felt a biting chill that day. She was such a free and easy girl who loved to laugh. Maybe that day, the dazzling smile disappeared from the girl's beautiful face.
After they met again, until the boy said to her, "I hate you but I love you more, you can also hate me, as long as you love me more than you hate me." The girl cried, crying wildly in the boy's arms~
Intention: Hate is easier to say than love, but it is also more hurtful. You must believe that love is more important than hate.