When May was about to leave, she didn't have the courage to ask her to stay, nor did she have the courage to tell Hazel, the one she loved, that she loved him.
Someone like her, what right did she have to like others, nor did she have the right to sunshine...
She was in pain.
Really in pain.
The pain in her soul made it impossible for her to live normally. The forced smiles every day felt like poison to her; evidently painful to endure once swallowed, yet she still had to pretend and smile at others as if nothing was wrong.
In this life, she hasn't done anything wrong; she shouldn't have to endure this pain.
I hope her next life is clean.
In the end, she took a step forward. As she fell, there was no fear, only an unprecedented sense of relaxation...
At the moment before her death, many faces appeared in her mind, but in the end, she couldn't capture even one.
