I am the real young master of the Jiang family who is living abroad.
I thought that my unexpected return was God's favor for me, but I didn't expect that it was a trap set by the devil.
When I came back, everyone was looking at me, looking at me for being vulgar, and making fun of me. Only he reached out to me. He said, welcome home, brother.
Later I learned that it was just a disguise commonly used by hunters.
The glass in the stairwell was broken, leaving a scar like a centipede crawling into all dreams.
He didn't want me to die, but he didn't want to save me either.
When he acquiesced in everything, I died on that staircase. I took off the bandages and all expectations for him.
"Do you hate me?"
"Excuse me, are you...?"
He didn't believe that I had forgotten everything, but he didn't dare to bet.
Because the injured piece of glass will cut anyone who tries to pick him up.
Intention: Love is not a disguise, it is true