During the five years of being imprisoned, Ye Liuying went from feeling resentful to feeling calm and finally feeling despair.
Seeing the instigator again, that person looked down at her from a high position: "Do you regret it?"
Regret?
Very regretful.
I regret that I provoked someone I shouldn't have provoked on a whim, so my wings were broken, and I was trapped in this cage, unable to be free.
Her eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly whose wings were wetted by rain, with crystals falling from the flutter.
The usually cunning cat's eyes are now sparkling.
She raised her eyes to look at the man, her eyes slightly red: "Please, don't lock me up again."
Intention: Love is perfection and letting go