The half-length silver-white hair was blown by the wind, like soft and light feathers, tangled in the pale ears. The leaves on the street were noisy, and the sunlight was chopped into fine pieces by the leaves, falling on the boy with white hair and snow-skinned skin, and occasionally illuminating his bloody eyes.
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*Novel character prototype × Maoca employees
Gong Fang×Xi Jiaxun
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[One chapter every day at 22:00]
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Happy reading.
Intention: Dream-like
