[Two male protagonists develop a game, two strong ones, white cuts, black double cleansing]
[Crazy criticism, ruthless paranoia, white cutting and black attack VS cold beauty, arrogant mouth, hard mouth]
The day Xie Buhuan picked me up, I was still in my infancy.
He taught me swordsmanship, gave me a longevity lock, kept vigil when I was sick, and gave me gifts on my birthday.
Everyone said that the Immortal Lord treated me uniquely well.
Only I know that he said I look good in white just to make it easier to monitor me.
Only I know that when he tied me up, it was exactly the same as when he trapped the monster.
Only I know that the bell in my hair can tell him where I am going every step of the way.
I tied the bell again.
I put my smile back on.
I am better behaved than before.
He thought I was still the loser that he tied to the tree and couldn't break free.
He doesn't know that I'm holding him down in my dreams every night.
I want him to think that the knife is very good and is still in the sheath.
"We have met our opponent in chess, Master, I am here to collect debts."
"Master, your sword is reversed"
Purpose: Hatred teaches people to destroy, love teaches people to rebuild