On the night when his family was destroyed, his identity was erased and he was sent to an orphanage.
The blond boy in the snow was the only light in his darkness and the culprit who destroyed his family.
He is porcelain, an orphan, cold and forbearing, and spends his life pursuing a bloody feud.
He is America, the proud son of heaven, holding power and wealth, knowing but deliberately approaching, affectionate and sinful.
Forgetting is protection, concealment is salvation, and getting close is self-immolation.
When the truth is revealed, both sides suffer, and the cold war freezes all tenderness.
A car accident left him in a vegetative state. He regretted it and walked away.
When we meet again, he crosses the ocean, becomes paranoid and crazy, and only says:
"Ci, follow me back to North America."
Hate is real, love is also real.
This time, even in hell, I will take you with me.
Intention: to be able to write
