What happens when a flower-picking thief meets an upright monk?
"Come on, beauty, give me a smile," the young man sat on the beam, the redwood tree was slightly open, his lips were slightly parted, and his passionate peach blossom eyes were staring at the man sitting upright on the seat.
"Shameless," the man whispered, without even looking at Mr. Liang Shang.
Once he fell into the devil's sect and was reviled by thousands of people, he never regretted it.
"The devil's journey is bumpy and bloody, don't you have any regrets?" The man suppressed his anger and faced the young man in red in front of him.
"No, I will never regret joining the Demon Cult." The young man turned his back to him, his red lips slightly opened, and his voice was firm, as if he was still the same wanton young man.
Finally freed, already scarred, but smiling openly.
"Without love, one's body is light. From now on, there will be no more love!"
People in the world are born by love, trapped by love, and die by love. The word "love" is so confusing.
Family, friendship, and love are constantly cut and confused.
Reunion after breaking the mirror, or forgetting each other in the world?
There is a destiny somewhere, but the big dream is ultimately in vain!
PS: →Writing is my hobby, focusing on daily life. I write one article every one to two weeks, and the time in between will be used for refinement. Thank you for your understanding.
→Everyone likes radish and green vegetables. If you like them, keep them. If you don't like them, leave them.
→The first volume is mainly about receiving, the second volume is about attacking
Concept: "Love" is the most complicated thread in the world. Family, friendship, and love are all intertwined and connected to each other. They are constantly cut and confused, so how confusing is the word "love"?