Fake aloof rich second generation x fake gentle painter
The boy stood in the sun and looked at me. I turned around. But he still couldn't stop his rapidly beating heart.
"Sui, you have good parents, good conditions, and a good future. There is no need for me to do it. I have nothing, so just let me go."
"Sui, you saw it. I can't draw anymore, my hands are useless."
After the car accident, I became increasingly depressed and gradually lost all sense of the year. I thought Xie Fusui would leave me if my hand was disabled. Unexpectedly...
Purpose: Sui Aishu