Some events happened so long ago that she was on the verge of forgetting them.
Things that should have been forgotten, but they occasionally float up from the depths of the soul.
Jin, look, the wild lilies on the mountain are blooming, shall we go and see?
Good.
Jin, your leg is inconvenient, may I help you?
Good.
Jin...
At that time, no matter what she wanted or wished to do, his answer was always one word: good.
Anything she wanted, he was willing to give her.
Be it everything around him or himself.
But she never really asked for too much, even at a young age, she was always sensible.
Sensible, obedient, kind, innocent, that's her.
In the darkest days of his life, she was the only sunshine in his life.
But when he thought he was about to fully embrace the light and hold all of her in his arms.
Her betrayal and ruthlessness stabbed him hard in the heart.
The wound, even now, seemed to have healed.