Previous life.
Breaking free from the family swamp, he was pushed into a more terrifying and sticky hell by scarred hands.
Suffocation and pain...
He can't afford me, nor can he love me.
Rebirth.
The opportunity is a trap. As a chess piece, a scene of the prince exchanging for the civet cat was completed...
Is that despair?
Even the blood relationship is as thin as dust and mud, how can we dare to lose our guard again.
Step by step, like walking on thin ice. Emotions in the world are like sweet poison, and the charming fragrance penetrates into my veins, tempting me to give everything.
From beginning to end, I only want one person to grow old together
For this happiness in the world, how much price do we have to pay?