This is a Lu Bao CP story.
It was already completed on Tieba and Weibo, and I'm moving it here.
My first story, and also my last completed one. A somewhat long novel.
Today is October 10.
In addition to what I said before,
I dedicate this story to myself,
to a love that has passed away.
And now, I also dedicate it to Lu Bao, who are gone.
An old ending,
a new beginning.
A scumbag top and a saintly white lotus? A pretentious homewrecker and a scheming green tea? Is it true love or just an excuse? Is it helplessness or deliberate? You're not him, him, or him, so you'll never understand.
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