You are my fairy tale after going through the darkness.
Searching for the vicissitudes of life, the gentle and affectionate uncle is attacked × the cute and cute young man with a tender body and soft body
Mine SweeperFirst person. Ancient style of writing. Thunder and dog blood.
(Originally there was a sequel, but it's been too long and I didn't want to write it. Just take a look at it. This short story has been completed)
Purpose: You are my destiny
