This is a simple little story.
Him and her.
Deja vu.
In the lively and busy Waltz Street.
He and she are both a young master and a young lady from a wealthy family.
He is the proud man of heaven.
And she is just a loser.
Finally——
One day,
He and her had a spark of love.
Their wedding was lavish and she gave birth to a son for him.
The love between them is extremely enviable.
However, who can feel the faint fragrance inside?
*∴⊥∴*…*∴⊥∴*…*∴⊥∴*…*∴⊥∴*…*∴⊥∴*…*∴⊥∴*
First of all, I would like to apologize to all my friends. The three previous posts have all been locked in order to have a new start. Please believe that I spent a lot of time writing this article, and it will never be too shocking!
Now let's discuss the article question:
1. The heroine in this article is not a universal heroine, but she definitely belongs to the type of cactus flower in the desert.
2. The initial scenario of this article was set to be Rikkaida, but later the heroine was forced to switch to Hyōtei due to various subjective and objective reasons.
3. The male protagonist of this article is tentatively named Atobe Keigo, and he is currently considering whether to end in NP.
Dear readers, please read slowly. This article is a slow-burning one, so be patient!
Here are the reading times:
1. This article may still belong to a novice. If you don't like it, please click the "×" in the upper right corner to leave.
2. This article is a tragic article, but in fact it is still a sad and happy article. Those who fall into the trap should be mentally prepared to be shocked.
3. The heroine of this article may be careless. If you don't like it, you can make suggestions to me.
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