The day I was rescued from the sea of fire by Zhao Jingnan, my heart was burned to death.
The word love is a joke to me.
In my eyes, Zhao Jingnan's love is poison, a trap, and an addictive nectar.
Once you fall into the network he carefully laid out, you will never be able to get out.
I was in a dark prison, but he hungrily pressed against my ear and said happily: This island is called paradise. We will live here from now on, and no one will bother us anymore. Let's forget the unhappiness of the past and start over, okay?
He was immersed in the dream he had spun. Even though we were exhausted physically and mentally, even though he knew that I no longer loved him, he still held me by his side so cowardly and crazily.
Zhao Jingnan, do you know? I hate this paradise that makes my life worse than death. Now, I prefer to fall into the eternal hell with you.
Mission: Stay optimistic and live toward the sun
