People are born good.
Perhaps she was once kind.
Perhaps she once helped a person or two without any ulterior motive.
Now,
defying Heaven,
her fingers stained with blood for the sake of survival,
she stops at nothing to exact revenge.
She calculates every move, only to end up with nothing.
Do you remember who once received
that last remnant of her tenderness?
This story gets a little angsty. I don't know yet whether the ending will be happy or sad, and the male lead is unclear, or there may not be one at all.
As for the heroine, she may be a little too perfect, but there definitely won't be a harem. She's too scheming, and can't let go of what she has taken up. In the end, she tragically drags herself down with her. That's the kind of clueless girl our heroine is.
The earlier chapters were too short, so I'm combining some of them now. A few plot points may differ from before, but from now on I'll do my best to make every chapter over 3,000 words. [Bows and scatters flowers]
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Dad, what do you do if you let me, the person who fell into a huge pit, be embarrassed?!???
Author, please update, you write very well, even if you update every year, it will be fine, just don't cheat!!!
Damn, those of us who have fallen into the pit still need [you] to fill in the pit and let us out.
Damn it, I'm already laughing so hard, big brother, can you be more ridiculous???
Author, have you returned to Mars? You forgot that you still have a hole in the earth that you haven't filled yet!
It's become a trap, it's become a trap... Do you want to abandon us who still stick to the trap no matter how windy or rainy it is? How can you bear it? Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. How can we feel so embarrassed? Na na na na na na na
Holding the mandala root: update (ah!)... Not update (ah!)... Update (ah!)... Not update (ah!)... Update (ah!)...
One month of commemoration. Scattered flowers.
The word love can also be harmonized
I seem to keep forgetting to rate