Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.
But who can see form as empty and empty and colorless?
So I choose to remain indifferent in the world of mortals.
——Purple character
So I chose to fall into the world of mortals.
——The scarlet letter
Colorful and gorgeous, but together they are colorless sunlight, as transparent as crystal, shining like diamond, and sometimes as clear and flaming as zircon.
——Yellow characters
Colors are like colorless sunshine in the air, but on white paper they are as black as ink.
——Qingzi
This is a story about love and hate, white and black, trust and betrayal.
By the way, I discussed the emotional world of artificial humans. I have only been interested in it since I was a child.
□□The story is mainly based on BG, with a little BL and H as well, trying to create the atmosphere of the West District.
The heroine is cold, strong, and ruthless. If you don't like it, please stay away.
Short stories, strive to update daily