The boy who once led me toward the bright mountains was so gentle and lovely. Back then, I didn't know he was a little demon who killed without batting an eye, and Ye Manor still echoed with laughter wherever you went.
That year, he still wore jade around his neck. It made him seem a little less wicked and a little more youthful.
Later, he did not end up with the little bride he had wanted to marry.
He killed his family, and I never went looking for him again.
Qingyun Mountain was bitterly cold, its vast snows reaching into the clouds and cutting off so many loves and hatreds from the world.
A short story, strong and beautiful, first-person perspective, stoic gong x cultist shou
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Actually I think so. I no longer love him, and I no longer hate him, but I can no longer forgive him. This is the ending in my mind.
Where else can I read Chapter 4 55
Very well written and both enjoyed it. But from my point of view, I still find it unacceptable to cp with cpjun. After all, there is still indirect hatred. I prefer that there is no indirect hatred at all.