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I agree with the heroine's idea. I also have the same view of life and death, but I can't use this as a reason to blame others. The truth is clear and cold, but people are weak, and I can't blame weak people.
self-pity without purpose
I often live as a victim
cruel fragility
The place where I suddenly felt a shiver was when my sister asked my sister what she was going to do when she went back, what the sister said about decorating the walls, and suddenly found that she was dying because she had nothing to do, and her sister had nothing to do tomorrow.
In the future, I really have to write it in time. Obviously it moved me and I don’t remember it now.
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