"The winter in the north is very cold, but it cannot freeze my enthusiasm."
The illness separated us from the yin and the yang, but this person was still restless when he left on his own, and even left a "gift" for me.
I really thank him.
But this gift always reminded me of the fact that he was leaving. I could have thought it was a dream.
He thought it was eternal companionship, but he didn't know it was actually hurting me.
"Gu Jingshen, I hate you so much."
Gu Jingshen x Jiang Ci, life and death sadomasochism
This is my first time writing, please bear with me (bow)
be, first-person perspective, enter with caution
Other possible ambiguities will be answered later.
Thanks Wisdom Teeth!
Intention: emm, none at the moment, I just want to write about the state after losing my lover.