What Li Youruo hates most is not the smelly ditch that exudes erosion, but the deep white snow in the cold winter. Pure? Otherwise, they all fall into the dirt, rolling on the black mud that everyone can step on, which looks beautiful but is nothing. Her life ranged from the gate of a mansion to a beggar on the street, from wine and delicacies to being dripping with blood. She deeply felt that in this capitalist society, goodwill was mixed with malice, and there was no pure goodwill at all. Please feel her "kindness".
Rebirth essay
Fictional fiction, undetermined cp, possibly no cp
Purpose: Capitalist society is dark, rebirth is a refreshing article