I meet a lot of people in my life, keep a distance from anyone in my life, but only want to meet you

All morning, the fourth brother said that the sun was shining brightly on me, and asked me if I would go back to my hometown.

I really don't want to go there anymore.

He said he worried about me,

Yes.

And big sister.

I'm no longer the same person I used to be; I remember it all so many years ago; I can't forgive until I die

Yes, my attitude is not what it used to be.No one is allowed to disrespect me, those who put me in the abyss under the guise of caring, listened to all the gossip, all those who have lost all their self-cultivation and upbringing overnight and forced me to wander, let Everyone I suffer from depression is the object of my loathing

Just like how I used to cringe and cringe, how I looked at other people's faces, those wronged me have finally turned into unforgivable sins.

Tomorrow, today or tomorrow, is what I run away from

I still remember how down and out I used to be, as if my heart couldn't be warmed up

My beauty disappeared without a trace during that time, and I became emaciated. I cut off my long hair that lasted 8 years.

During that time, I made a wish: Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, how about the return of the general?

Back then I was alive and kicking, full of hope for the future.Now the hair is long, it is as long as the waist,,,, only the feeling of loneliness

I'm starting to remember now how people treated me

now only hate