In her opinion, life is originally so chaotic, with no love or hate, and everything has no beginning or end. But when faced with his requests, she would still obey inexplicably and fulfill every wish for him. But she never knew what she was giving everything for.
In his eyes, she was still an insensitive object, not even a complete person. But he never knew that such a puppet was the only person in the world who was sincere to him.
I know I wrote this article carelessly~ It's just because I only like stories full of mist and love and hate~ Especially the type where people and monsters~ or monsters and monsters~ So this can only be regarded as a personal hobby~ As for whether I can write that kind of foggy and love-hate feeling~ is another matter - -!