"North, don't look for me when I go abroad. I betrayed you. I... I have a new lover. Just think of me as shameless. I just think you are poor. I just think I am tall. I can't look down on you even though my legs are disabled. I am a bitch. Don't think..."
The above is a letter my ex, who is paralyzed in both legs, left before going abroad. I didn't let go of his hand, but he let go first, so let's be like this, we can get together and part ways. Hope his lover can take good care of him.
When I saw him again, I was already in my sixties. When I saw him... It should be said that it was his ashes from the south. Didn't you go abroad? Why did he just jump into the sea and die? Why did he die at the age of 30...
Purpose: short sad story