She didn't know why she was thrown into this mortal world again. Maybe I'm just unwilling...
This is my first exercise, so the writing style is childish and the plot rhythm is chaotic. Because my free time is not fixed, I can only contribute occasionally. I hope you guys will come in by chance and chat to relieve your boredom.
Intention: Faced with the injustice of fate and the cruelty of reality, should we bear it silently or struggle desperately?