When I wake up, I don't know what day it is.
"Hey, what's your name?"
"..."
"What happened to make you injured like this?"
"..."
"Can I heal you?"
"..."
"I will protect you for the rest of my life."
"Han'er, don't believe in fate."
That day, the red clothes fluttered and the fire burned out. I jumped up, but I didn't know if it was fate again or destiny.
*The copywriting is scrapped and will be written later.
*The male protagonist will be clear in the later stage, so stand cautiously
*There are not many manuscripts saved, more Buddhist ones
Mission: Destiny is in your own hands