He lost his parents when he was born, and relied on the little relief from the orphanage to hover on the edge of life and death.
As he grew older, he understood the truth that people's hearts are sinister.
He is an ordinary person and just wants to live an ordinary life. But those two unreasonable women came to disrupt his world.
Well, he can tolerate those two women and accept them as his "relatives."
But can that damn man please stop paying attention to him?
He was born to exist only in solitude.
You know, that kind of loneliness where no one belongs to you?
I see a lot of great writers posting three to four thousand words of posts every day, and I feel so bad...
And it's still updated slowly...
However, I'm just sticking to my guns.
By the way, don't worry about the copywriting or anything like that, it actually doesn't seem to matter...