In fact, I have always vaguely thought that Joan of Arc, the woman I had never met, was the god in my heart, but she was Charles, the man who ascended to the throne with Joan of Arc's victory, but ultimately abandoned Joan of Arc. When he called Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc was invincible, but when he no longer needed her, she was completely defeated.
Rather than saying that Joan of Arc has divine power, it is better to say that she is a woman in love, that's all.
Because of Jill, I hate her, but because of Jill, I also thank her.
Jill's eyes often reflect my reflection, a pair of deep blue eyes. Without these eyes, would I just miss Jill?
Disdain for the world and arrogance, that's what I am like.
But all my tears couldn't be poured out, because there was no way, or even no reason, except for Jill's warm body temperature, which let me know that I was not lonely.
I agreed to his wish, but unfortunately, Jill, don't you understand? I will break my promise. The woman who made me lose my warmth will suffer my pain tenfold.
Conception: