He is a sickle in the hand of the God of Death, involuntarily cutting the lives of others, heartless and a walking corpse. Until he was reborn as a child with an "unknown father" and had a new life and new opportunities, so he slowly picked up the laughter and tears lost in his previous life.
He is a handsome, romantic, wanton and wild young swordsman. He may seem to have a charming look on his face, but he is gentle and affectionate, but in fact he is the coldest and most ruthless person in his heart. One day, on a sunny day, he looked at the frail young man holding a medical bag and walking hurriedly with his head down among the bustling crowd. The coldness in his heart suddenly softened, and he felt a faint pain.
Who holds whose heart in the fingers, and who holds whose heart in the palm of your hand?
The road ahead is long, two people, a shadow, looking at each other silently, silently happy.
Author: This is a story about Xiao Shou, who seems cold and ruthless but is actually gentle, and Xiao Gong, who seems gentle and sentimental but is actually ruthless. This article is slow to warm up, Gong favors Shou, one-on-one, there are thunders, there are bloody things, and those who feel uncomfortable should avoid it.
Announcement: Due to the unlucky author's original login password, I couldn't log in (I thought it was because I remembered the password wrong at first, but Su Busu's password was really wrong. Gu~~(╯╰)b is hard to verify). After the battle between heaven and man, many twists and turns, I was helpless. I had no choice but to change my vest and continue to update the article. Note that those who have read the first forty chapters of this article at the original address can continue reading here. The author is lazy and does not want to move the original forty chapters one by one, so those who have not read it have the original address below. You know: bookmark this article.