At a top-notch concert, as my real girlfriend, I parachuted into the venue wearing a wedding dress, but what I was waiting for was a group of people ridiculing him and slapping him in the face. He said it was just a promotion for CP, and then he lowered his head and kissed the female fan and said: I like girls who are as clean and pure as camellias. I don't want to think about whether you are worthy of her. I was even labeled with various vicious labels, which led me to commit suicide by jumping off a building due to depression. After regaining my life, I put on a wedding dress and came to his concert. . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
