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Looking at the sacred tree from a distance in the arms of his mother Kaguya, Haori looked at his mother's face and felt plain and happy.
Although her mother left and she was with her loved ones by her elder brother Yuyi's side, even though she felt regretful, happiness was enough to live on no matter how small it was.
However, however.
Happiness is false, betrayal is real.
Immortality is poison, pain is a gangrene attached to the bones, no matter love, hate, right or wrong, it will be just a handful of loess after a hundred years.
What am I going to do? Where should I go?
The confused Haori stood there, and many strange people came towards him, including a blind ascetic with white hair and a handsome face, a dancing girl who was still young but already beautiful and charming, a great demon who faced the punishment of heaven and searched for his youngest daughter all over the world, an old lady in her eighties who could not walk steadily but wielded a knife like the wind, and a bandage monster who didn't know whether he could be called a human.
Thousands of years ago and a thousand years later, those familiar people and objects had turned into myths and legends. On the turbulent battlefield, she finally saw her mother again.
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"Mother is high."
"I can do whatever my mother wants me to do."
"I love my mother, she is everything to me."
The above remarks come from Haori Fuki Otsutsuki, a brainless mother who keeps silent but sheds tears on women.
As the eldest brother, Hagoromo has a headache.
As the second brother, Hamura had a toothache.
As a mother, Kaguya said: "Sons are not as considerate as daughters. Sure enough, men are all big pigs."
Hagoromo and Hamura sealed their mother:...
Indra, who was wearing the skin of Uchiha Sasuke, looked at his aunt, speechless, and even sighed in depression.
Passers-by said that the chaos of the Otsutsuki family is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us.
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Okay, I'm back digging again.
I really couldn't write modern literature in that book, so I had to have a miscarriage, so sad_(:з∠)_
The heroine looks like a replica of Kaguya, eager to possess all her mother's love.
My mother's little cotton-padded jacket, my father's black-hearted cotton jacket. His love for his biological mother is so deep that he has a very high affinity for girls who have become mothers.
Intention: Let go of obsession