Born into poverty, his parents died young, and he was born with eye disease and could only make a living by performing in a brothel. Fortunately, because of his eye disease, he did not have to go out to receive customers.
A minor tune and a few strings. I originally thought that I would live a peaceful life like this, but I didn't expect that he seemed to get into some trouble.
As cold as he is, no one has ever seen those touching peach eyes under the veil. Even if they become cloudy due to disease, according to his words: It's useless, no matter how beautiful it is?
There is no intention and no love. Under the layers of veil, is it the lack of intention or helplessness that is hidden...