But why? Whether good or bad, let her bear it alone? Why can't we see her as an independent and equal individual?

Outside the door came footsteps, her heart raised high and her head was in a mess. She wondered what she should do if the other person opened her mouth at this time. The footsteps finally left and did not appear until the evening break.

Ye's ink and wash face the wall, feeling only that the quilt beside him is pulled apart, the mattress sinks slightly, and then Sisso's voice is finally silent, even breathing sounds are difficult to explore.

She turns around secretly, but only sees the back-to-back...