Exquisite.
This is a woman's nickname.
For a long time, she walked alone.
Inner turmoil, loneliness.
I don't know how to behave tactfully, but I know how to see through the essence.
Have strong intuition and are accustomed to using feelings to experience rather than using words.
Can never find the same kind. Feeling disappointed. Gradually I felt hopeless.
Other people's days are meant to be spent.
Her days are spent waiting for the arrival of a destined person.
Then, when she was almost at the end of her rope, she met him.