"Jiujiu... I like you very much. I can dig out my heart and show it to Jiujiu. Adu doesn't like Jiujiu to leave me. Jiujiu will always stay with Adu, okay..."
——Escape.
——Run as far as you can.
This is the voice that has been echoing in He Jiu's head for several years.
The festering heart gave off a strange stench, and the heartbeat of maggots lived instead of him.
The broken bones were put together as hard as possible, but the body returned to its original form, but there were cracks.
"Jiujiu must live and never cry for Adu's death."
He Jiu, why are you crying?
For whom are your tears shed?
Feng Du loves He Jiu. If one day he suddenly can't walk...
Intention:……