I once came across a somewhat similar scene,
but I can't remember the details, and I'm too lazy to look it up again.
I'll just write it the way I imagine it.
Any similarities are purely coincidental.
I want to tell the most complicated story
in as few words as possible. Haha.
This was just something I came up with because I was bored.
Is falling in love with the right person a blessing?
Is falling for the wrong person a curse?
Being human is hard, and life really is complicated.
Who can make sense of it?
Shisan has always let her imagination run wild and done things her own way.
This story is dedicated to my lonely Valentine's Day yesterday, when I was bored.
Shisan always puts the character “three” in her pen name, so I guess it's become a habit.
But Shisan has always liked to cause trouble.
Nothing good ever comes from Shisan.
Let me say this upfront, as always.
I have the freedom to write,
and you have the freedom to read,
so if you don't like it, or you're faint of heart, please read with caution.
Theme:
Hahahahahahahahahahaha
What a waste of blood, haha
= =! Oh my god ah ah ah ah ah. . .
==! The last sentence is the highlight...
Love life, love Lafang...
Hahaha, kissing you is too strong
Hahahahahahahahahahaha~~~very cool~~~amazing
Wow wow wow wahaha! Hahaha Harbin! ~@! ~
That's not what it was like at the beginning, you thief nun, how dare you compete with a poor monk for the Taoist priest!
Japanese monks can get married, and Chinese Taoists can also get married. As for the incest between brother and sister, I personally think that as long as they don't have children and are happy with each other, it doesn't matter.