All the noble men in city S look down on Zhuang Si.
I despise him for seeking fame, being petty, evil-minded, and ignorant of etiquette.
The noble sons of city S all covet Zhuang Si.
At first glance, he has white skin, beautiful appearance, delicate body and frail body, as beautiful as a peach and a plum, and as cold as ice.
Since Zhuang Si met his younger brother when he was six years old, his life has been like an ink cartridge that has been knocked over and has become a stain.
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In Zhuang Si's eyes, he was not liked by anyone. The childhood sweetheart he grew up with was the main initiator of school violence when he was a student. He thought he was the lover who saved him, but after kicking him away, he turned around and protected his younger brother who slandered him. The friend who trusted him destroyed his evidence but labeled him as a villain and made everyone reviled him.
His kind-hearted brother, who was as white as a white lotus, looked at him and chuckled: "My brother is like a mouse, lonely and beaten by everyone."
Zhuang Si knew that he could not win or fight, he did not have the eight-faced exquisite heart, and he did not have the indestructible body. He just wanted to stay away from their sight, but he found that these people were like mud and couldn't be shaken off.
Intention: Say love loudly