
The Second Chrollo
猎同之第二个库洛洛
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 36k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 8y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Synopsis
17Chapters
69Favorites
8Nutrient gifts
1.3kClicks per chapter
121Comments
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Is there any hope of seeing a follow-up to this?
Dear, long time no see, I'm back. In fact, I got a good final exam score, which can basically lay the foundation for my happy life in the following winter vacation. But I wanted to die because I was addicted to a game. In fact, saying goodbye is the best thing, for me. Ah, I don't know if you have noticed it, but I seem to have a slight tendency to be depressed. But I didn't see a doctor. I felt like I didn't need a doctor. I myself understand why I have a tendency to be depressed. I believe that with my rationality, I can save myself, at least not so early. I am willing, because, in such a dark life, at least I still have my faith. They are waiting for me, so I will not die easily. I will find them, for sure. Speaking of this, you may be aware of the 21 colors of light. I once replied to a long review. I don't know what's wrong with me now. Anyway, I just want to talk to you for some reason. I feel that you can understand me for some reason. I mean, you are in a period of depression. Never mind that. These days, I played a game. I don't know if it counts as a closed beta, but it can't be found online today. Games are not that important to me, but I lose interest in them within a few days. But this time was different. At that time when I was supposed to lose interest, I met some people. It's just the game that brings us together. I'm not good at socializing, and I don't know what else we can talk about besides games. Even in games, we have masters, brothers, brothers, sisters, and so on. I've said it before, I don't like being addicted to this game. However, I am addicted to them. Maybe it's because I haven't had a real relationship for a long time since my former apprenticeship broke up. I mean, in my own heart. So this time, in order to be able to talk, discuss, and talk happily with them, I am really, really happy. I also work very hard to maintain it. Okay, I admit it. I'm taking them. . . As "them". Well, once upon a time, Shimen. That's another long and boring story. The long time has already covered my memory with dust, so that now, I can't even tell whether this happened or if it is simply a story I imagined. But this has little to do with what I want to say now. I indulged myself in games so that I and they could happily chat together, making myself forget those things in the past. However, such an unforgettable memory is so likely to be forgotten? It's just a lie, waiting for the wound to heal, then tearing it apart, and then watching it heal again, and the cycle starts over and over again. Reason dominates me most of the time. She can make better choices for me, even if my emotions are crying. Last night, she told me with a smile, You can't be addicted to games. I know that what you were really addicted to was once. But no. . . . Can't. But I closed my eyes and fell asleep. So today, my reason, she said goodbye with a cruel determination. I clearly felt that she controlled me at that time. Never before has it felt so good, as if separate souls were finally merging together. So she typed on the keyboard with me: Me: Everyone seems to be in a good mood. I want to share some news with you. Due to some reasons, I have to quit traveling. Then exit, delete the group, and delete friends. Watch the scenery on the balcony for a while and shed some tears. It makes no sense. But now that I think about it, I cry again for no reason. Feel sorry. My sensibility says, can you be kinder to yourself? Feel sorry. Sorry, everyone. However, I have my faith, even if it seems so out of reach. But for it, I can even give my life, so, goodbye. Just now, I quietly logged into the game to take a look at you. Well, I was able to chat easily and happily on the game. Well, it turns out it didn't have a big impact on you. So, sorry, never again.
For the sake of the New Year, I'll update it (?_?)
My favorite article is Chrollo, I feel like I like him again, and recently tanked in the cute group, double group is also good
Looking forward to the plot for 7 years (???ω???)
It's okay if it's not over. It's okay if it's not over. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
No, this is my most satisfying article, come on ^ω^. It's just too short (?_?). . They are one??(???????)??
I have an exam tomorrow, come and pray
The small theater is toxic hhh
Um. Um. Looking forward to the little dark room, feelings?