Formal copy: A butterfly whose withered wings are torn off in autumn, its life slowly withers like a yellow leaf.
His kind performed a beautiful dance with their wings in the air, mourning the loss of his life.
A butterfly that has lost its wings has lost the meaning of its existence.
When the flame of life was about to extinguish, a passing boy reached out to him for help.
The boy said: "I like you, I need you."
The boy was his salvation, his reason for existing.
Although love is a lie, although redemption is degradation, the butterfly is still happy with it.
Because Butterfly doesn't care about the boy's "like", nor does he care about his own depravity.
He just had to stick to the boy's needs, which was the lie that kept him alive.
Before its body dies, the butterfly will perform the drama woven by the boy.
His character will be the final victim.
The boy sent invitations painted with withered butterflies to people in all directions. Those who received the invitations would wear elaborate masks and participate as spectators or actors.
Time is running out, the performance begins, and the people in the audience can't wait.
[Then, those who have received the invitation letter, please enter as soon as possible.
Nonsense copywriting: A bunch of teenagers go about their "daily life" playing monster detective adventures and acting. Newcomers write nonsense about the plot. Readers, please don't dislike it [Are there any readers...]