Beauty Is Not Graceful

A car accident took her to a country that did not exist in history. He stood leaning on the railing, dressed in white, handsome in appearance, and his every word and smile touched her heartstrings; But he was ruffian, cynical, and not good-looking, but he was devoted to her; "She's mine," he said. But he said: "I will not forget it, and I can't forget it." She is just an out-and-out fat person. There are as many beauties as sand and gravel in the world, but he wants her, and he wants her too... What fate happened in the end that made her put aside the rotten body of her past and be reborn like a phoenix from the ashes? I am not a stunning beauty. I have been shaped by all kinds of destruction. I only have the word love...