With a flutter of his hairband and a blow of his folding fan, he was in his prime. He was also a high-spirited and carefree young man. It's a pity that I have been too loyal and meek in this life, and I am young and frivolous. Later he forgot everything, but still remembered his master. He is obviously such a good young man. Loyal, gentle and well-behaved. The features are picturesque and the killing is decisive. I want to give him all the beautiful words in the world. He had been walking on shards of glass from the beginning. No one wanted him to be truly happy. He stepped on his feet with blood to meet such a gentle person, but the road after that was also paved with glass. He didn't dare not go, he stopped, he was unwilling to do so, and he felt sorry for him, so he had no choice but to walk. Every step he took hurt his flesh and blood and hurt his bones. He didn't cry out in pain and just kept walking, but as I watched, something broke in my heart. The only tenderness he had in the middle of the journey had long been abandoned by him, and he couldn't live any longer. He didn't even know why he lived or died. I only knew that he was unhappy. It's not surprising that I would fall in love with such a beautiful person at first sight.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
