Marriage is like a thunderbolt, and there are always dangers in the ordinary life. From time to time, a thunderbolt breaks out, and then everything goes crazy...
Stepping into marriage is like stepping on a landmine. There is no way to retreat or to advance. Once you let go, you will not be free, but will be shattered...
If you are destined to give up yourself so that the other person can achieve happiness, is this sacrifice worth it?
If you know that holding hands is destined to let go, will you still have the courage to hold hands?
If you know that letting go is forever, will there be any luck to make up for it?
Sometimes, when we choose to break up, it's not that we don't love each other, it's just that we can't.
Where should the balance of responsibility and love tilt?
The heroine is not a good person, please don't be misunderstood by the previous three chapters. The heroine is not a little sheep, but an authentic little tiger, although she has no claws.
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