The more you want, the less you can get.
The more important it is, the more it must be destroyed.
Don't you understand?
Your life has already reached its end, and the light of destiny falls on the sea of flames.
Struggle or begging is just a dancer's dance before dawn.
Where did the young lover go? Whose memory does the similar projection come from?
During the season when Margaret was in full bloom, people held hands and made promises and sealed their vows with kisses.
And when he chose to become the edge of power, invisible shackles were also born in his throat.
1V1, a little sadistic, a happy one, a big sadistic one, full of tears, a Western setting. Contains a sense of substitution and discomfort.
[This is also a side story produced in conjunction with Mrs. Qingmei (?)
↑The result is that this person hasn't written any text for ten years and is just talking to me!
Purpose: A love story about each other pursuing the one they love