In probably every silly fairy tale, there is an innocent, brave, kind and lovely little sun heroine, and she is surrounded by proud and gentle princes. After a series of love, hate, and emotional entanglements, the little sun and the proud prince finally get married, and the gentle prince has been guarding their love.
It's a classic routine, but I really can't understand it.
How could anyone not like the gentle little prince? Something is definitely wrong.
As a former interstellar mecha designer and an absolutely rational king of wisdom, I decided to help Little Yang recognize the person he truly loves in his heart.
Because I really don't want her to be bullied and cry in the heavy rain.
Because the little sun is my sister and my salvation in this world.
Because I love her and I hope she can live a happy life.
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The magically modified Thai version of Meteor Garden, original heroine, supporter of similar dishes, beautiful protagonist CP, more Mary Sue than Mary Sue, a dementia work with no logic at all
Concept: Love is a sunflower, blooming in the warm sunshine