"Your mother died because of your father, don't you resent her?"
I turned around. With just one glance, I can no longer forget that person.
Standing in the wind, your hair is flying, your clothes are fluttering, and you smell the dust. The messy totem on the forehead looks so charming, and the playful smile adds a bit of charm.
He wanted me to come over. The young man's slender figure did not appear burly; his charm was not that of a woman, but a strong charm. It did not lose the true qualities of a man, but was more attractive.
Such an outstanding person, when he said those words, there was bloodthirsty light and ridicule in his eyes, which made people feel inexplicably cold.
That person, refined, beautiful, sinister and evil are wonderfully blended together, but each is independent, with indescribable grace.
I don't care about appearance, but I have to admit that such beauty and temperament make it hard for me not to be moved. This person may be a special existence to me.