Once, the dreams of youth made their way through countless turns, only to return again. The things they had and the things they had never had gradually became unimportant. When they returned to the world, where would they go?
Little Bone, as long as you're here, even a curse is a boundless divine blessing.
I had no master, no friends, no lover, no children. I once thought I had the whole world, only to discover it was all a lie. Those who loved me died for me, while the one I loved wanted nothing more than to kill me...
Come on, the content is too little, can there be more words? O(∩_∩)O
Come on (ง•̀_•́)ง
Not bad, but the number of words in the chapter is a bit short, come on~
I really like the author's pen name and the title of the book. But the thing about Rigou is that the writing made me feel helpless. Forget this chapter, what about the next chapter? Dear author, this is not a first grade essay. Moreover, Mary Sue is really not a good subject. Seriously, this article is a waste of a name. Hope to rewrite.