Lover

This is a story of the previous generation. The heroine may have had a flowery time just like our mothers, but she could not feel the sunshine freely. Well, we call this the pain of the times. But love always arises, grows and blossoms without being controlled by the times. When the first man appears, even if they work hard, they at least still have the arrogance of youth and a bit of desperate strength. Unfortunately, all these efforts are still destroyed by the times, and they are destined to become a past that cannot end. There will be a second male protagonist in this article. Perhaps in my mind this is the real male lead. Although he will appear later, he has the appearance of an ordinary person, a shadow of someone who suddenly became rich in the 1980s, has the sentimentality of ten years of labor pain, and also has a warm and gentle heart. Probably after youth, this is the real emotion. It's a pity that you will always be just a lover. In the arms of the one you love, you cannot be relied on 100%. Looking back on those years, because the environment was so depressing, the feelings were so pure! ———————————————— I am not a stepmother, and I don't want to write about abuse. I just discuss the matter and write about things I have heard about, plus imaginary stories from the past.