My name is Xia Hui. I have a boy I like very much. He is very good and he loves me enough. I have kept my love for 3 years. He gave me the best response. He would give me many small gifts every day. I would be shy to accept everything from him. But God made a big joke on me. I got depression. I thought about what happened to me. It was really ridiculous. I have a boy I like. How could I get this disease? But I became more and more uneasy during this time, and I always felt like something was slowly passing by. I wanted to catch it, but it slowly escaped from my hands. I cried and my eyes were red. My boy coaxed me over and over again. He said, "Fine, if you are tired, take a good sleep." I slowly calmed down and I promised the boy that it was time to have a good sleep.
Intention: both redemption and abyss