I died and was bound to a system that was flawed. Other systems make the host beautiful and strong, but my system allows me to touch the porcelain school girl.
With tears in my eyes, I did as I was told, and hit the cup of coffee with precision - the school girl dodged sideways, and I fell flat on my face. He looked at me condescendingly: "Classmate, do you want to touch me, or do you want to touch my coffee?"
Me: "..." That night, he sent a WeChat friend request:
"Before touching porcelain next time, remember to step on it first. - Gu Huaizhi"
