Huanhua often thinks how wonderful it would be if she hadn't met him.
It would have been great if she had died in front of that clinic.
But everything, there is no if.
That cold, cool man with a big heart,
It's her father, her faith.
He trained her to be a callous killer,
He asked her to sacrifice, she sacrificed to him,
But sir, do you like Huanhua even a little bit?
[Sadism, short story, don't read if you don't like it. Every word is the author's painstaking effort.
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