White birds pick up things, foxes and sharks in the abyss.
The flowers are still defeated, who is sad and who is happy, there is no limitless gain.
The white bird does not pick up things, and the world is not in chaos.
The fault lies not with one person, but with one person.
Everyone treats her as a puppet and requires her to live under discipline, but only he wants her to live freely.
Because she has always been free, like an inexhaustible wildfire, immortal and immortal.
Note: ①Modern fantasy fantasy, with many private settings.
②No CP, the full text tends to be female-oriented.
③The writing is not good and updates are slow. If you don't like it, please quit and please don't tell us.
Caution is advised. No plot suggestions will be accepted.
Purpose: Heaven will not see that the talents of our generation of women are as numerous as the stars
