Throughout the ages, sages have said that a flash in the pan is only for Skanda.
Yes, why not?
It's funny to say that you have been busy for half your life but can't achieve success. It's just a waste of time. It's better to bloom for this moment and leave no regrets.
The young boy stood on the balcony, looking down at the ground. He swallowed his saliva subconsciously and lamented that when he passed away, he would definitely be completely different from the rest of the world. It was also good that he would not be able to recognize him.
The warm summer wind blew over his cheek, seeming to persuade him to live. The boy's eyes were red, and his beautiful and loving eyes looked even more beautiful against this backdrop. Coupled with his fair skin, his red lips and white teeth revealed a youthful atmosphere. The slightly loose white clothes were out of place on him, and his slender arms were so thin that it made people feel distressed.
"Little brat, what can't you think of?"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
