Please note: I am very sorry, I have to say this to everyone who has added favorites to follow the article, and to myself who has written more or less 1w5. I can't write this article anymore... I am subject to too many restrictions on settings, but I am not willing to change the settings I want to write, and I can't break through at the moment. I have overcome the constraints that come with the setting. For example, the story I want to write requires Master Edward to be a French aristocrat, but in terms of portrayal, I always have more than I can do. I am sure that I will try my best to get as close as I can to the emotions, but it is difficult to grasp the big picture and describe the specific details.
Maybe the complex mentality of idealization and fear of not being able to be down-to-earth makes me too conflicted|||
In order to make up for this sudden hole, and also to fill in other stories that I wanted to write before, there will be more black paper airplanes starting tomorrow, probably every other day. Supervision is welcome ><
Thank you everyone for your understanding T T
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If Qiangwei is about my views on love... This article is probably about depression and explosion? But the article itself is not depressive, and there is no explosion.
I want to splash some blood, but I don't have the strength to do so, so I stick to the same bland healing route as always.
The only thing that can be guaranteed is a mediocre cure... The content is that the wrong person at the wrong time becomes the right person at the right time. In the beginning, it was a mess worthy of a lot of blood, but... Men, don't mind this kind of thing so much.