After Being Under One Person

I am a wild flower. In the past, no one cared about the color of my birth, no one cared about what ideals I had, and no one cared about when I would wither... Until you appeared, held me up with your own hands, took me to see thousands of worlds, and made me understand the beauty of the world. For the rest of my life, I am willing to do my best to bloom for you. Even though I am a wild flower. Ps: 1. Chapter 1 is locked and needs to be overhauled. 2. Third-person perspective of the text. ——2023.09.16 Concept: Confidence is the most beautiful