"My childhood dreams are like illusory dreams, gradually moving away from me. Why has my life always turned into a tragedy?"
"I couldn't figure it out, so I decided to die on this ordinary afternoon."
She finished writing this sentence on the paper, like a butterfly struggling in a spider web for a long time but unable to do anything. Her falling figure seemed to be a compromise with fate, and finally fell into the abyss and drowned in the endless darkness.
Purpose: Expose the tragedy of marriage