It was a cold and silent winter. Yu Yun would remember it all her life. The morning of that day was extremely cold. She felt the heat in her chest dissipate little by little, but her eyes were still unwilling to give up. She tried countless methods but still couldn't save herself. She didn't want to be a puppet in the hands of others, and she didn't want to become a cup of dirt in the world. What she wanted to strive for for herself was always a bright future. She suddenly remembered that when she was a teenager, she smiled at the visitor, and finally caught a glimpse of tenderness in his eyes. When her eyes were blurred, she felt herself being held in her arms, and the warmth passed by, and Yu Yun shed a dry tear.
Intention: Bitter first, then sweet