It is said that women are prisoners of emotion, so why not Yu'er? A heart beats for him easily, rising and falling for his few words and every move. I don't know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper. When I wake up from this affectionate dream, I only leave behind a heart filled with fatigue and pain.
Perhaps, it was the hidden dark factor in my heart that quietly caused me to step into this circle. I thought I could get away with it, but now I realize that it is like that terrible drug addiction. The voice of reason screams in my heart, telling me that this is definitely not a good way, but my body and soul seem to be imprisoned by invisible shackles. No matter how hard I struggle, it is difficult to break free from this invisible control.
Concept: A woman's small circle of literature