Cen Wulan vaguely felt that there was an empty space in his heart - as if he had forgotten someone very important. But that person was never absent from his dreams. He came through the night every night, but his face was always hidden in the mist, making it difficult to see clearly. But why every time when I wake up from a dream, my heart feels like it is being cut by a sharp knife, and the nameless pain makes me confused and upset. Rather than reminiscing, he wanted to end the task at hand quickly and continue on his way. Go to places you have never been before and see different mountains, rivers and dusk. So Cen Wulan began to peel off the cocoon, sow discord, dig holes and bury people, focusing on the task. But why is there someone who sticks to him like a piece of candy and can't fall off?
"Lingjiu, what is your purpose?"
"My goal is you, my dear"
"..."
Cen Wulan turned around and left quickly
"Dear, I'm telling the truth."
"Baby, I don't mean any harm to you, you don't believe me so much"
I have been staring at you in the dark for too long, so long that even time has formed a cobweb; I am afraid that once you know what I have done, even this stolen sight will become a luxury. At that time, even if you cast an angry or disgusted look, it will be a much-coveted gift to me.
The author weakly raised his hand: "I want to write a serious drama, I want to write a serious drama, I want to write a serious drama"
091: "Support"
Purpose: Learn to love yourself