Copywriting: The story of a natural little king who was betrayed by his best friend and forced to wander the world.
I woke up from my sleep and suddenly saw a man standing in front of the bed, wearing a blue shirt, with a handsome face and a slender body.
"Nanwu." I happily reached for his hand, but he avoided me. Only then did he realize that there was a young man in white standing behind him, with bright eyes and white teeth, surrounded by flowers and trees, and a small hand holding the corner of his clothes tightly.
"You..." As if cold water was poured on me, I retracted my hand without turning my face, and whispered: "You are here to say goodbye to me."
Yin Nanwu frowned and did not answer. Instead, the young man tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered, "Master."
"Stop dragging your feet. Since you have decided to leave me, then leave quickly." I suppressed the sobs in my throat and said impatiently.
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