Love and regret are intertwined, fate and helplessness are intertwined.
Some things are destined not to be obtained, and some things are destined not to be asked for.
A love as humble as dust.
A love that withers without hope.
She may love it, or she may not love it, but who she loves... I don't know.
Ps: This article is a short story. It tells the story of a BT queen and her two male favorites. It is a bit fantasy and pure writing style. There are no requirements, just one point. If you don't like it, don't criticize it. Be careful. If you really can't stand it, please click the cross on the upper right corner.
Little angels can ignore what I wrote in high school, I'm just too lazy to delete it (￣ー￣)
Intention:
The Dank Female Ghost Elder Sister
My Beauty Makes the Gods Go to War
I Fell Off My Horse After Marrying the Queen Regent.