My father named me "Kai Shu (luo)".
The victor returns with transcendence, hoping for his son Zhuo Shu.
However, I disappointed my father.
When I was twelve, he and I ran away.
That friend who I regarded as extremely precious would pull me up when I was curled up and shivering. There was a cunning and domineering white fox in his eyes.
Sure enough, children who grow up being loved and cherished by thousands of people will be more likely to fall into the mysteries of others.
Just admit it - you've fallen in love with me a long time ago.
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