Crazy criticism of stubborn artist Yu Zhuo x calm detective Su Mo
I've only seen her three times in total.
++For the first time, she sat on the ground with scars all over her body, and her hands were stained with rich red.
++The stain didn't last long, and the viscous liquid didn't have time to be oxidized to brown. It just mixed with the soil and spread out patches of dirt on the white skirt. ++I know it's not hers.
++Beside her lay a man who had just stopped breathing.
++She sat for a while, then slowly got up, picked up a handful of soil with her hands, and slowly, slowly sprinkled it on the man's face.
++I watched how she died, how she was reborn; I watched her arm herself and climb to the top bit by bit, and I watched her lose everything again...
++I saw her again. ++"+Dear child, this is just playing a game,+not being played by a game." I said to her.
++Looking at the situation outside, even the history of parricide in Greek mythology is much better than the current situation she has to face.
+++--"She and Ben have no choice, right?" I thought with a mixture of malice and malice.
++I moved the chess pieces gently, and the contradictions between black and white were intertwined. Some things were impossible to cut... It would be better to overturn the game and no one could win. ++... If it were me, I would do this. ++Anyway, I am not the one being played.
++The third time, the touch on my hand told me that she was no longer the doll she was when we met for the second time. This was new flesh and blood, a body molded with me as a template.
++She is a half-dead god, an unformed demon. --I think so
Intention: People are both good and evil