Su Nuo has known Ouyang Rui since she was six years old, a person who had never appeared in her life in her previous life.
From the age of six to twelve, he only had one word for her: doting.
From the age of twelve to twenty, he only said one word to her, "No matter what."
After turning twenty, he only had one word for her: sticky!
Ouyang Rui felt comfortable transforming from a strict and domineering sweetheart into a loyal and clingy real boyfriend, but Su Nuo suddenly felt uncomfortable.
In short, this is the story of a second-generation celebrity who was reborn, worked her way into the singing world and became a queen through her own efforts, and fell in love with her beloved brother.
To put it simply, this is the story of a cold-blooded genius architect who, in order to stay with his younger sister Qingmei, works anonymously as her full-time driver, assistant, bodyguard and part-time boyfriend.
Friendly reminder: The author has started a new job. He is busy from morning to night during the day. 80% Of his work is oral translation and written translation, which requires a lot of brain power. I have to take care of my children when I go home at night, and my eyelids start fighting when I sit in front of the computer. I really don't have the energy to type properly, so I can't insist on updating it every day./(ㄒOㄒ)/~~In the future, I will update from time to time, so please be careful if you mind. (Stay on June 27th)
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I think Thanatos dressed in priestly attire would be a perfect fit for the ossuary church dedicated to God. The metaphor of red lotus reminds me of the lyrics of "The Thirteenth Eye". I have never heard the music before and dare not listen to it. Once I listened to the beginning while being deceived, and I immediately felt an extremely deep and twisted darkness. He was dragged into a huge black hole-like space of nothingness and lost all sense. When I struggled over, my heart still hurt strangely, as if it was still being pinched. Although I knew it was definitely not the original song, fear was planted in my heart from then on. The lyrics were not very scary. Although the words were beautiful, they made me feel extremely weird because of the confusion of reference and person. However, even though I have said so much, I know that I like the mystery of Orpheus, but please don't listen to it. The feeling of hearing the call of death is absolutely incomprehensible. The reason why I am not afraid of Tani is probably because he is different from all other mythical gods of death. He is too straightforward and neat, and does not even have a summons. Naturally, there is no so-called harbinger of terror. If I have to say it, the feeling given to me by that lyric is closer to the hints in dreams, the terrifying side of the God of Sleep.