She wanted to be strong all her life, and she couldn't stand him as a second-rate bastard. Who could resist the second-rate bastard's tenderness?
The more she looked at it, the more she felt that this douchebag would shine, and her warm world was no longer just a mask.
"You seem to be dark."
"You have lost weight so that I can match you better."
"Are you worthy of a refugee?"
Intention: Young dreams always have to say goodbye