Third person
At the airport on the first day after returning to China, I met the fateful Crush, who was as beautiful as jade.
This is my first meeting with him.
I never imagined that the second meeting would be so embarrassing. We met at the door of my sister's house. I ignored the delivery garbage beside the door. He sat on the ground like a magnolia. He was my sister's boyfriend. Although I have no principles, I am not a third party. My sister took out a cardboard box from home and filled it with his things, and then smashed all his things. Well, he became my sister's ex-boyfriend.
I said to my sister, "Can I chase you?"
My sister: "Whatever you want, I hope you won't regret it."
I regretted it, now I am sitting in front of my sister's house.
There is a tinkling sound on the phone, and when you click on it, you will see a large picture.
The tile floor in my bathroom is densely covered with small blood-red letters.
Why is it always like this? I've been waiting, why no reply at all? Do you really cherish me? I'm tired of being ignored. What am I? Can't you feel it? If something happened to me, why didn't you tell me? If you do this, you will get angry and don't want to have anything to do with it anymore.
Goodbye.
Bastard female protagonist* Insecure and paranoid male protagonist
Both are unclean, and the woman is on top.
Poorly raised redemption text.
Purpose: A person must have self-esteem
