God destined me to have nothing, but I don't accept it.
If I am alive, it is her blood-stained expectation, and it is the glimmer of his silent world. So even if the road is paved with thorns and thorns, I dare not obey my orders?
Then let's subvert it from the beginning!
I originally wanted to write a story about how cats can teach people how to pass through book pits, but I ended up deleting the system and skills. There is no cp for the time being, and the heroine is not black.