The Time Is Cold and the Heart Is Sick

He was the source of light that was too far away, and she was the long dark night that she couldn't wait to get through. It was fate that made them meet, It was fate that separated them. At the age of seventeen, she fell in love with him stupidly and would do anything for him. At the age of twenty-one, she sent him away with tears in her eyes, feeling that the world had collapsed. Destiny brought them back together, and she hated him but loved him even more. In this cold world, with the meager emotions she had left, it was hard to let go of the trace of ties that remained. The huge gap in my empty heart was slowly healed every minute I spent with him. I couldn't wait for the wound to become scarred. The more it was torn apart, the more I struggled, and fell into the whirlpool of love. She said that it is easier to hate someone than to love someone. She said that she wanted to be an emotionless and cold fish in her next life. She said, goodbye, Xiao Ming.