I was born with a snake bone wrapped around my left wrist, its spines buried deep in my flesh.
Eighteen years later, Baishui appeared before me and promised to stay by my side for the rest of our lives.
But what happened next hurt me even more than having my bones scraped clean.
What could be more wicked than the human heart?
After waiting for a long time, I can finally read this book on Tomato, the second time! !
I've watched it several times, I love it! The only novel I have collected. There is also a corpse painter. I've watched it for many years [love]