I have always understood that I am different in this world...
Born in the fairy world, they said I was the descendant of immortals and demons. They spurned me and drove me out of the fairy world...
I fell into the demon world. Because I have immortal blood, they are afraid of me and never dare to get close...
In fact, I have always hoped that someone would say a few thoughtful words to me, even if they were just complaining about the bad weather...
I know...
These are just my hopes... Everlasting hopes...
But I still don't want to forget those people, even if we all pass by... I have to be expressionless, because that can reduce the harm to everyone... I will remember, remember their smiles, their injuries... Even if they hate me in the end...
I will hide this treasure in my heart for decades, hundreds, thousands of years...
Ps: The fake heroine is a fairy, and the real heroine cannot be revealed.
To put it simply:
A story about a girl who was raised by her master, was harmed by evil people, and finally wanted to return to her master, but discovered many truths.
Well, I can't forgive the poor copywriter. This article was written for Mr. Rabbit. Please post it and give it a try, haha.