When I was sixteen years old, I encountered a beam of light. It penetrated the layers of fog, like an unsheathed sharp knife piercing through the demons and monsters that sucked my blood and ate my flesh. In an instant, the gods descended.
"Anan, don't be afraid, I'm here."
On his eighteenth birthday, he said softly:
"Anan, I am Chao Muye. I am twenty-three years old this year. My family background is decent and I have a successful career. From a public perspective, I am also a successful person. However, I lack a boyfriend, so can you give me a chance?"
I thought everything would be fine, but unfortunately it didn't last long.
There was still more than a month before the college entrance examination, but he left without saying goodbye, without a trace of dust, like a wind that leaves when it wants, like a flower that blooms when it wants.
He broke into my life again when I was once again reduced to the status of a stinky rat in the sewer.
Behind all the suffering are trapped beasts. The silver-white butterflies flutter their wings and cause waves. When the truth hidden by the misery is bone-piercing, it is that justice and justice will never happen by chance.
Note: The introduction is in the first person and the content is in the third person
Purpose: Justice and justice will never happen by chance