On a dark and windy night.
Chen Weiran, who was walking on the street, was actually killed by a sky-dropping system?
So in the systematic "deception", I embarked on the road of suffering for thousands of years...
The most popular, the aloof academic, the evil prince...
When Chen Weiran returned to the real world with his hands on his waist,
Who told him that doing art does not sell one's body?
System [It's not me, it's not me, it's all the boss's fault!
Someone gently pulled him into his arms and said with a chuckle: "Good boy, let's go to bed and talk."
A lot of inner drama, skin-suffering vs. Immoral aggression
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Intention: I don't like boys, I don't like girls, I don't even like myself, but you are my only desire