After being knocked unconscious by drugs, Du Xiaoran was taken to a private manor. In the blur, she saw the man in her dream, and they were separated forever.
But this man is not him. Others will always mistake the two of them, but Du Xiaoran knows very well that her him has died long ago.
"Xiaoran, Xiaoran, can you hear me?" He held Du Xiaoran's hand tightly, his eyes full of pity.
Xiao Ran's sudden break away was a rejection of the world, an indifference to life, and a disgust for him.
How could a person who had nothing be afraid of losing? Du Xiaoran bit off a piece of meat from his shoulder.
He was originally a carefree person, but now he only has this skin left.
Purpose: To commemorate my campus love, my young girl.
