General Moon's Bell

Fifteen years ago today, he picked up that woman's bell and accidentally picked up an "accessory". He decided that from this day on, this little thing's life was his own, except for his. No one can hurt him, no one can... He smiled cruelly, looking at the little bell, the curled up body, and his broken reflection in the pond. His plan was perfect, as beautiful as a crystal when it shatters. His heart told him that he could give the little thing all the tenderness to create a perfect plot. But like a gust of wind on the water, the little thing fiddled with his cold bottom line with a small smile. Until the little thing gradually grew up, his arrogant and majestic figure and his resolute and handsome expression made it difficult for him to control himself. He wants to destroy him! Just like that woman ruined herself! It was like destroying the son who loved her deeply. The wind is also crying. But he won't, Even if he hates himself and hates himself, He also wants to hold his hand and walk far, far away, even if he can no longer see the sun. This person only belongs to him.