Perspective: My life is gloomy. My father is immoral and my mother is seriously ill. I walk through the streets and alleys every day for a few taels of silver. I see no hope in life and put myself in a very humble position, but I care about the eyes of the world. I don't know the meaning of working hard until I meet him. He is a bright light in my gloomy life. I chase this bright light all the way...
From the perspective of attack: At first, I just thought he was pitiful, and I was overflowing with sympathy. I didn't expect that the sympathy was too much, and I fell in love without knowing it. A car accident separated us for five years. Five years later, he gave me a house and asked me if I could give him a home.
The long-haired beauty with a bit of squeamishness VS the handsome and confident one who had low self-esteem in the early stage and later became confident
Intention: None yet