In fact, they just want to be accepted.
However, being accepted is destined to become a laughing stock in strange eyes and ridicule.
And she, with her beautiful figure and sharp and sad thoughts, is destined to become an alternative person on this campus, a talented but despised person, a warm and kind but not tolerated person, an alternative marginal person.
Her love was torn to shreds by her lover who didn't want to be a marginal person.
Her desperate suicide was almost doomed.
Beautiful, proud, talented, almost all the virtues a woman should have is reflected in her.
She is not a student, but a woman who exudes mature charm.
How can such a person not attract attention in a campus full of chattering and noisy little girls?
How could her sexual orientation not become a topic of public concern and abuse?
She could die for her lover, that's for sure.
Because in her eyes, Nuoda's world is condensed into only one person, the person she loves most in this life, the person she can exchange with her life.
The body is nothing but a lifeless body.
She let the man vent on her, she just felt numb and tired.
She advocates spiritual love.
Love, what's the point?
However, her love is also a woman.
It didn't matter to her at all.
All she knew was that she loved her, and she loved her like any young man in love.
This love creates a devastating tragedy and creates a soul in perpetual pain.
The sadness of love lies in devotion.
The loveliness of love also lies in devotion.
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