I touched the pain in my chest. It was the place where she had one or two times in my hair.
我抚摸着我胸骨上的一块刺痛,那就是她披着秀发的头曾有一两次靠在我的心房的地方。
没有单一版本的历史;只有不同的视角。
There are wounds that never heal, only transform.