"Things that don't belong to you will break even if you get them in your hands."
What in the world does not belong to me? I smiled and said, "You don't want to give birth to my child yet."
I didn't know at the time that it would really break. The kiln full of porcelain, the forced love, and our flesh and blood would all be shattered into dregs as long as she moved her fingers.
The golden branches are broken, and the remaining red color has faded away. Who else can tell me whether she has loved...
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