He has flaxen hair, a smooth and white face, and an angular cold handsomeness. His eyes are bright and deep as a pool of black eyes, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. His thin lips outline a cold arc, and there is a sneer in the slightly upward corner of his mouth. It seems that there is always a kind of hatred in his heart...
The line of Goldman's neck extended smoothly to the collar of his school uniform. His pointed Adam's apple rolled slightly and he asked, "Have you found the little fairy?"
Intention: If you insist on holding my hand despite the rumors, then I can only tell you that I will not leave even if the sky falls.