White moonlight, cinnabar mole, like, love, ever-changing, they all want to catch, grab that spider thread, so they weave a fantasy like a fairy tale, so they put away their fangs, and then try every means, willingly, indulge in it, or the fish will die. At the end of the story, it is me who breaks away from his web, or he is tamed by me.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
