The writing is awful, awful, awful! Don't open this! Don't open this! Don't open this! I have to say it three times for emphasis! Looking back at the stories I wrote before, they're so terrible I want to slap my past self. Please don't open this book. I couldn't bear the embarrassment.
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‖This is a beginner's attempt, and the writing is pretty bad. If you don't want to read it, feel free to leave, but please don't maliciously give it a low rating. This book is purely for the author's practice. If I have time, I'll start a new, revised version of it.‖
Pray for blessings
Pray for peace of soul
Pray that my soul may be safe and at peace
She is caught up in family secrets, drawn into the secret of her grandmother, and forced to watch her friends die one by one. She watches her elders die to protect her. What makes her think she has any right to get involved in one huge secret after another?
With no one to rely on, trapped in loneliness and hardship, can she really get what she wishes for?
"Believe in her. She can do it... At least until everything is over, she'll stay alive, and she'll live well."
"Then let's see how this beautiful bellflower stands in the world."
"My name is Qifu. I pray for peace of soul, for my soul to be safe and at peace."
