"Who is stronger than the other, Luo Ye or me?"
In the dim corridor, the wind was raging throughout the teaching building, and the dim lights were bright and dark, like poisonous snakes that choose people to bite. The girl squatted in the corner, her head on her knees, hugging herself tightly, tears streaming down her smooth cheeks, and her hands clutching the sleeves of her arms.
Xie Ning left.
He wants me to love myself.
Intention: to sink in the contradiction between self and reality.