Lack of love and single-minded attack × Sufferer who dares to love and hate
Time is a very magical thing. It is not told but it is destined.
I like camellia, which is born in the cold winter and grows freely.
They cut off my flower branches and trampled my love for you under their feet, but they seemed to have forgotten that my love has been deeply rooted in the ground.
I will bloom in the deserted wilderness next winter, waiting for someone I love deeply and someone who loves me deeply.
I want time to prove that our love grows wildly in the wilderness.
Warm reminder: this work is purely fictitious and original.
Purpose: Mutual redemption