It has been 9 years since I posted the article in 2004. In the upcoming "9 Years Special" edition of the collection, the editor has included some of your comments and blessings. O(∩_∩)O! Thank you all for your continued support, I love you~~~~
——Xiaoxi July 24, 2012
Like nobles who have lived in seclusion in castles for generations.
In the rose garden in the dark night, the large expanses of blood-red roses bloomed in anger. There was no moon or stars, and only pale skin was the only light.
It is so solemn to the extreme.
Instead, it reveals a certain color.
Maybe it's the flush on his cheeks that hasn't completely disappeared, maybe it's the rise and fall of his chest that's still breathing slightly, maybe it's the pale and stoic hands that hold the wheelchair tightly.
Reminder——
The plot of this story is a little dark, the characters are a little extreme, and many of the acting styles are open to question. Please keep the mentality of "this is just a story."
And...
Update speed is not guaranteed.
If you understand this and are willing to accompany me in this story, thank you very much*_*
——Xiaoxi 2010, 7, 23
ps: The whole story will be a game, with clues and foreshadowings unfolding little by little. When you finally understand everything and suddenly realize it, the story should have come to an end. You are welcome to come up with your conjectures, but I will never give any spoilers@_@
PS: This is a gorgeous dark revenge love story in the fashion world.
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