[A fantasy unlimited-flow danmei story with an enormous imagination. You won't regret adding it to your collection.]
When I was twelve, I still couldn't write my own name.
Every time I wrote the first character, the writing on the paper would suddenly disappear.
When I turned sixteen, I was still writing my name three hundred times a day, just as usual.
Then I saw the characters move with my own eyes.
As soon as I finished writing the first character, it seemed to come alive. It rose lightly off the page, bent its strokes, scooped up its two dots, and ran away.
Oh, I forgot to mention: my name is Tu Tuantuan.
