In my last hours I have not a line in your handwriting, not a line from you to whom my life was given. I waited, waited despairingly. You did not call me to you, did not write a word, not a word. . . 去书内

  • 陶芷琪 陶芷琪

    These words are painful,from which we can feel the miserable woman loved and hated the man deeply.And the man was just an amorous playboy.

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