All have been sowed in a memory book. She couldn't unlock the book likewise, it was tightly sealed, merely like the feeling in her essence right now. With it, her life became a rather bitter-sweet path. The method she gets on through is extremely hard; bringing her efforts feels superfluous. It was okay—that occurred all she could announce. Worn off, sweet, rough, rising. It has been acquitted and is convenient in all memory books.

𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞.