Ben Aito
She is like the fragrance of daisies, beautiful, broken, ethereal... In order to protect the only remaining relatives in her immature childhood, her hands were stained with blood. The happiness and sentimentality she should have had in her green years were worn away by the rough life. In the Soul Street, she only relied on the instinct of survival to survive. She was used to being ignored and forgotten...
A young man with dazzling beauty looked at Ben Aito with his enchanting, foggy amber eyes: "You are the only one who stays with me." The younger brother said to his older sister.
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Some people say that fate arranged the beginning, but it was divided in the end. In a cruel spiritual war, something hidden in Ben Aitou made her fate destined to be a tragedy...
(PS: Mrs. Luo, my writing may be slower, SO please forgive me q^(00)^p)