The fate is weak just because the love is not enough; the story has no HE just because the character is not liked enough.
A long time ago, my master came to me with a painting given to him by others: Apprentice, apprentice, do you think the painting that Sister XXX gave to me as a master looks good?
Me: Nice looking.
Master: You can also draw a picture for me. I want a handsome sheep.
Me: I can't draw, I'm handicapped-_-|||
Master: Uh... But other people's disciples and younger brothers all gave Master paintings. I really want them as a master, eh eh eh.
Me: I can't draw, I can only code.
Master: Then you can also write a novel or a script for me. I like the Yang Xiu CP. Please write one for me. I want to make my teacher handsome~^_^
Me:……
My master is a Taoist priest and he likes Sister Xiu. And I am a show girl.
Jianwang Sanyangxiu fan short story, competing in the Central Plains era. I wrote it for entertainment, I sent it for entertainment, I read it for entertainment.
If we are not together in the end, it must be that our love is too shallow...
Intention: