She found love in him. The love that make her strong and brave to fight for her life from illness that she never expected. The love that gave her light at the darkest point of her life.

Inevitably colorful life seemed like a rainbow. She surrounds with positivity and always having a good vibes.

She was happy. She was funny. She was a happy go lucky kind of a person.

WAS?!

Yes, WAS!!, because it's way back when she has a perfect life a luxurious life, not until the tragedy, nightmare, or whatsoever she called it strike on her way.

GLIOBLASTOMA MULTIFORME?!

small chances to live, a big chances to die?!

WTF?! What the hell?!!

They got to be kidding her!!.

In this stage of her life, that she already accepted the fact that she will not live any longer. The man she love and treasure is the one who gave her a reason to live and became her strength in her weakness, became her light in the darkness, became her medicine in her sickness.

His hugs and kisses is her daily dosage. His I love yous' and presence is her comfort. His love and himself is her hope.

He is like an Angel in disguise.

He is like a Miracle in disguise.

Created for the purpose of spreading love, the God of Love was all encompassing and good. But they learned of two betrayals, so heinous to what they were and believed in, they split and became "corrupted". Not all that Love can offer is what everyone wants.

Jens, who once wakes up in the middle of a city without memories of his past other than this name is the protagonist of the story. He starts his journey with meeting new friends and rivals, eventually learning things about his past and regaining portions of his memories. The magical journey starts becoming a horrifying nightmare...

Luo xichen narrowed his eyes dangerously. He wanted to pull her into his arms and ravage her. Sha Zhixing glanced at his reaction from the corner of her eyes. She stepped on the accelerator and started the car.
Luo Xichen did not know how good she was at driving. He retracted his hand stiffly.
He would not disturb her when she was driving. This concerned the safety of both of them.
Sha Zhixing had expected this, so she chose to sit in the driver's seat when she got in the car. She had said that after she had eaten and left the restaurant.
She had thought it through. If she had fought back against Luo Xichen in the restaurant, he might have killed her on the spot. She was still hungry, so she was not worried that he would hurt her.
Sha Zhixing was in a good mood after fighting back against Luo Xichen. She drove slowly on the streets of Belfast, looking for a hotel to stay in as she drove. In the end, she chose a hotel near the sea.
She wanted to pull into the parking space, but a black sports car passed by her. The other party was driving too fast, and the two cars almost ran into each other.
As they drove past each other, a pair of eyes from the opposite car looked over quietly.
The eyes stopped on her face for a moment, then looked over at Luo Xichen who was beside her.
Sha Zhixing did not notice that the other party was looking at her. She drove straight into the parking space of the hotel.
"Second Miss, do you need to stop? " The driver of the Black Sports car noticed the reaction of the person in the back seat through the mirror. He thought that she had met an acquaintance and asked her for her opinion considerately.
"No need. " The woman in the back seat retracted her gaze.
Ring, ring, ring... ...
In the car, a cell phone rang at the right time.
The woman looked at the name on the caller ID and answered the call. "Dad, everything is going well here. "
"I'm almost done with the company. Everything is fine. "
"okay, I'll be back next week... "
The Black Sports car drove past the hotel and slowly drove on the road. The shadow of the car disappeared outside the hotel along with the voice of the woman in the car... ...
Sha Zhixing and Luo Xichen walked into the hotel side by side. They took out their cards and wanted to book a room. However, before they could say anything, a slender and beautiful hand handed them over. Luo Xichen's cold voice rang out, "one room! "
Sha Zhixing turned her head and looked at him. She smiled at the receptionist and corrected her in English, "Miss, we want two rooms. "
The beautiful waitress looked at her and then at Luo Xichen. She looked a little troubled. "Do you want one or two rooms? "
"One room! "
"Two rooms! "
The two voices sounded at the same time.
The waitress looked at Luo Xichen's cold face. She knew that he was not someone to be messed with. She smiled apologetically at Sha Zhixing and handed them a room.
Sha Zhixing looked upset.
Was She being discriminated against?
How could she look down on people like that?
Luo Xichen's expressionless face softened a little when he took the room card from the waitress. His lips curled into a slight smile, but it was quite stunning.
Then, holding her hand, he followed the waiter upstairs in a good mood.
Sha Zhixing was very upset that the waiter would listen to Luo Xichen and not her, but she still followed him upstairs.
She had her own plans in her mind... ...
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On the first day back to China, he saw her in the corner of the wall. He smiled and said, "Zhixing, if you pay so much attention to me, people will suspect that you have designs on me. " "It's not like we haven't lived together before. " He smiled wickedly and seductively as he moved into her house openly. "choose yourself or let me help you. " A marriage contract was placed in front of her. He looked calm and composed. She was furious. "Luo Xichen, what do you want... " "You! " Her unfinished words were interrupted by a single word. WHO said that it was not easy to kill someone who was too familiar It was precisely because he was so familiar with her that he wanted to possess her for the rest of his life... ...

If you ask me how exactly I define love ; then you must be ready to understand my version of the definition. Like everyone else always got tangled into different definitions of love, because it keeps on changing from person to person. Although, I'm glad to come across one such love letter that changed my whole perspective towards love and relationships completely. One of the Lemony Snicket's "Love letters to Beatrice" , is how I now define love. I believe in it with all my heart and soul. It'll make you chuckle and giggle in the beginning and give you a soft smile in between but towards the end I'm sure it will give you much more than just a definition. It will not only warm your eyes but also your heart. So, hear it goes...
[Do you love me?
"I will love you with no regard to the actions of our enemies or the jealousies of actors. I will love you with no regard to the outrage of certain parents or the boredom of certain friends. I will love you no matter what is served in the world's cafeterias or what game is played at each and every recess. I will love you no matter how many fire drills we are all forced to endure, and no matter what is drawn upon the blackboard in a blurring, boring chalk. I will love you no matter how many mistakes I make when trying to reduce fractions, and no matter how difficult it is to memorize the periodic table. I will love you no matter what your locker combination was, or how you decided to spend your time during study hall. I will love you no matter how your soccer team performed in the tournament or how many stains I received on my cheerleading uniform. I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday. I will love you if you cut your hair and I will love you if you cut the hair of others. I will love you if you abandon your baticeering, and I will love you if you retire from the theater to take up some other, less dangerous occupation. I will love you if you drop your raincoat on the floor instead of hanging it up and I will love you if you betray your father. I will love you even if you announce that the poetry of Edgar Guest is the best in the world and even if you announce that the work of Zilpha Keatley Snyder is unbearably tedious. I will love you if you abandon the theremin and take up the harmonica and I will love you if you donate your marmosets to the zoo and your tree frogs to M. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them. I will love you as the pesto loves the fetuccini and as the horseradish loves the miyagi, as the tempura loves the ikura and the pepperoni loves the pizza. I will love you as the manatee loves the head of lettuce and as the dark spot loves the leopard, as the leech loves the ankle of a wader and as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness in the napkin, and the squinting eye of the reader loves the smudged print of the document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written. I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a child loves to overhear the conversations of its parents, and the parents love the sound of their own arguing voices, and as the pen loves to write down the words these voices utter in a notebook for safekeeping. I will love you as a shingle loves falling off a house on a windy day and striking a grumpy person across the chin, and as an oven loves malfunctioning in the middle of roasting a turkey. I will love you as an airplane loves to fall from a clear blue sky and as an escalator loves to entangle expensive scarves in its mechanisms. I will love you as a wet paper towel loves to be crumpled into a ball and thrown at a bathroom ceiling and an eraser loves to leave dust in the hairdos of the people who talk too much. I will love you as a cufflink loves to drop from its shirt and explore the party for itself and as a pair of white gloves loves to slip delicately into the punchbowl. I will love you as a taxi loves the muddy splash of a puddle and as a library loves the patient tick of a clock. I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and I will love you as the banana peel loves the shoe of a man who was just struck by a shingle falling off a house. I will love you as a volunteer fire department loves rushing into burning buildings and as burning buildings love to chase them back out, and as a parachute loves to leave a blimp and as a blimp operator loves to chase after it. I will love you as a dagger loves a certain person's back, and as a certain person loves to wear daggerproof tunics, and as a daggerproof tunic loves to go to a certain dry cleaning facility, and how a certain employee of a dry cleaning facility loves to stay up late with a pair of binoculars, watching a dagger factory for hours in the hopes of catching a burglar, and as a burglar loves sneaking up behind people with binoculars, suddenly realizing that she has left her dagger at home. I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguished and until every home is rebuilt form the handsomest and most susceptible of woods, and until every criminal is handcuffed by the laziest of policemen. I will love you until M. hates snakes and J. hates grammar, and I will love you until C. realizes S. is not worthy of his love and N. realizes he is not worthy of the V. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple, and until the apple hates a tree and the tree hates a nest, and until a bird hates a tree and an apple hates a nest, although honestly I cannot imagine that last occurrence no matter how hard I try. I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from skim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don't see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and no matter how I am discovered after what happens to me happens to me as I am discovering this. I will love you if you don't marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else – your co-star, perhaps, or Y., or even O., or anyone Z. through A., even R. although sadly I believe it will be quite some time before two women can be allowed to marry – and I will love you if you have a child, and I will love you if you have two children, or three children, or even more, although I personally think three is plenty, and I will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned. That, Beatrice, is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way."
By Lemony Snicket.]

Take a  look at the world through Audrea's glasses. Audrea is full of life and dreams. She has a very unique approach towards life and loves to explore the depths of it. Let's embark on this journey with her and find out the perks and troughs of being a teen in today's world.

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