"I am a man!" "So what about men, everyone in this world is an evil ghost wearing a mask, there is no difference between men and women."... Hell is empty, the devil is in the world, that is all the seven-year-old Shang Zhuo's perception of the world. The darkness did not let anyone go. It grew wantonly. Seeing these people struggling and roaring in the abyss, Shang Zhuo wiped away the heat from the corners of his eyes. Is this really what he was doing in his life? Later, someone, one person, held all the hope in his hands and asked him if he wanted to go together. It turns out that there is someone shining brightly in this hopeless world. ... But later, it turned out that everything was fake, and sure enough! The world is so dirty! What a promise, it turned out to be just a slip of the tongue. What deep affection, it turned out to be just for use! Why! Why should he bear the responsibility of other people's affection? ... However, some people are doomed at the first sight. All over the world, throughout the ages, that person is still the same person. ..."Who is he to you? Are you so protective?" "He is mine, the widow."
Motto: Regret never comes back again