Beautiful stories are always mixed with dazzling darkness.
It's winter again, and this year's weather is exceptionally cold. Snowflakes are falling in large numbers, accompanied by the biting cold wind, blowing everywhere.
On the top of the mountain, a small courtyard stands here. The door of the small courtyard is ajar and makes a "clang" sound when blown by the wind. Two small hands suddenly stretched out from the crack in the door and grabbed the door that was almost blown away by the wind. Taking advantage of the break in the cold wind, they pulled hard to isolate the raging cold wind.
In the courtyard, a young man wearing a black round-collared robe looked at the sealed door, clapped his hands with satisfaction, turned to look at the man in white wearing a light blue cloak, and smiled, revealing two small tiger teeth, which looked particularly cute.
Before the man in white could react, he hugged the man in front of him like an octopus and said "Master" with a milky voice.
The man in white smiled fondly and put another cloak on the boy. The boy's little head poked out of the cloak, like a cat, obediently leaning on the man's arms. This scene was as beautiful as a bubble, but it was burst by reality.
"Master is really not cooperative at all."
The low voice in his ears, like a spell, brought him back to reality. Murong Elegy looked at the man in black in front of him indifferently. If he had ignored the dark surroundings and the blood stains on his body that had not yet dried up, he would have thought that he was looking at someone who had nothing to do with him.
The tearing pain beneath his body stimulated his nerves. Suddenly, he laughed, and a teardrop flashed from the corner of his eye. Why did it become like this? Let's start from ten years ago...
Purpose: This novel takes a profound and humorous story as the main line, reflects various social phenomena from the side, and is thought-provoking