Shi Xia has nothing else to wish for in his life, but wishes that that person's life would be smooth, safe and joyful. But he didn't realize until today that Jiang Yun is a flower that blooms in desperate situations. Even if it withers, it can still raise its head to face the wind and rain.
He was wrong, so wrong that he missed the years when he could spend the most time with her.
But now, he seemed to truly see her vigorous life. Even if she was wrapped in a rotten skin, she still wanted to live brightly.
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Jiang Yun couldn't say the word "love" to him, but she couldn't use a more intense emotion to cover up this love. Everyone in the world thought that as long as the ending was perfect, the suffering in the middle would be nothing. But the taste of death, the taste of betrayal and separation, and the taste of struggling in vain in the end. Only she had tasted it herself. She couldn't be a sharp knife to stab others, so she could only point the knife at herself.
"If our fate started earlier and there were no twists and turns, would the ending be better?"
Sick riverside willow × wise wild rose
Intention: The world kisses me with pain, and I give him a slap in the face.
