They said that my skin is as white and crystal clear as snow, my lips are as red and gorgeous as charming blood drops, and my hair is a bit blacker and shinier than the most precious ebony.
They call me Snow White…
"You said I'm not Snow White, then who am I?"
He smiled like an angel: "A crazy woman."
This is a subversive fairy tale world. You only know the beginning, but you can never guess the ending...
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