Cp: vain girl*paranoid boy
He has a cold nature, is dull and boring, and has never experienced any warmth.
Hatred occupied his days and nights.
And she helped the evildoer, seeing his fragile wings broken, was extremely happy, happy and free.
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Sang Wanyou was vain and hypocritical, claiming to be smart, but he didn't know that he was trapped in a cocoon, and one day he would be backlashed.
One wrong step and another wrong step, and the prosperity of the past turned into a sharp knife and pierced through that midsummer.
From now on, it will be cloudy whether it is sunny or rainy.
Ps: This is a short story, not long, updated randomly.
Concept: Conscience is the antidote to warmth
