In 2001, the love of my life and I embraced happiness, but we embarked on a cruel road of no return.
After five years, I escaped from hell, but she was already trapped in the mire.
I saved myself, but I couldn't save her.
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If the sun could shine into the bottom of the pond, would one less person be trapped in hell...
Not an innocent romance!
Self-descriptive essay!
Purpose: May all dark corners of the world be illuminated by sunlight