[Short story writing practice, fate update]
[Bitter melon flavored cookies, no writing style, slightly depressed, writing style for rheumatic pain]
From morning to night, I feel that my whole life is like a puppet controlled by others. I can't control my body and my life.
He and Ling Lin had known each other for seven years and had feelings for each other, but later he trampled on Ling Lin Qi as a substitute.
In the tenth year of being together, Ling Linqi died.
Then he woke up.
"Love is a harp with broken strings, hopelessly unable to make any sound."
Purpose: Fight against fate
