When she first met him, he was looking at the scenery, but she didn't expect that his daylily-colored hair had long been reflected in the scenery in her heart.
The feelings gradually grew, but the heavy burden on her body made it difficult for her to make a choice.
Loyalty, responsibility or love, family? She was caught in a dilemma again...
What kind of results can love in the flames of war produce?
Ichiro to the Shinigami fanfic. Auxiliary Yin Ju Pu Ye Bai Tao Wu Zhi and so on.