When he loved her, his love was as fierce as heavy snow burying a bow and sword; when he hated her, his hate was like a rasp grinding bone, leaving flesh and blood mangled.

“Xia Tingchan, it would be so much better if you were dead.”

One day, she truly died.

–

“She’s just dead; it’s not like she broke up with me.”

“The day we had our big fallout, she slapped me. That was the first time she ever hit me. She made me feel pain, so I know she loves me.”

“Those who hate me cannot hurt me.”

—A Widower’s Diary

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