Cold-Faced Killer: I Can't Control My Knife Anymore

I have a knife, just holding it in my hand is like holding love in my hand. I put all my love into this knife. But the world doesn't understand me. Call me a cold-faced killer. I'm just sharing my love. Although, sharing, sharing. I became the master in other people's mouths. But believe me, I am really just sharing love! ! ! God can prove it. Um, why is it thundering? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.