Brother, Don't Run

In his youth, he begged her hard not to leave, but she walked away ruthlessly, "We are not suitable, he can give me what you can't." She left resolutely, holding the check in her hand and looking at her father's eyes that couldn't be closed, heartbreaking. It was already too late, wasn't it? Eight years later, he turned around coldly, but she still smiled at the spring breeze. He shook her shoulders angrily, "You bitch, aren't you living a good life?" He ruthlessly tore her thin clothes, and he tyrannically took her as his own, absorbing the warmth of her heart, and constantly ravaging her fragrance, just because of her cold eyes, you are not worthy of my love. He finally insisted on holding her hand until the end of time, willing to bear the world for you. He excitedly put the eternal diamond ring on her slender finger, but his mother broke in and said, "You can't get married." She looked at the astonished newlyweds with dark eyes, "You are brother and sister." A wedding suddenly stirred up the love-hate entanglement of the previous generation. You are like a rock, and I am like pampas grass. The pampas grass is as tough as silk, and the rock cannot shift. Faced with the vows of the past, they are so pale and powerless in the face of reality.