In Nanshi, where capital and interests abound, there is no room for human kindness.
Xu Wancheng, who was in his third year of college, was interviewing for a job as an assistant to a "big star" with trepidation. However, he was unexpectedly selected, and he was still overjoyed. .．． Little did he know, he was involved in a storm.
"Have you ever loved me?" Shen Mingyan raised her chin and forced her to look at him, "Once or now?" "Can you let me go?" When the 21-year-old Xu Wancheng raised his eyes again, they had lost the luster they had a year ago, "I don't dare to ask for your love anymore."
Every word he said was heartbreaking.
"No, don't even try to escape!"
In the end, he was forced to let go.
His clear light still has to go further.
In the dark place, dark vines grew and quickly covered the wall illuminated by the sun. A few years later, the autumn wind blew, golden osmanthus fell to the ground in September, and the fallen leaves in the sky spoke of desolation.
When he saw that familiar figure again, he had become the most familiar stranger he passed by. Even so, it can't stop me from meeting you again.
The wind blows gently, and the fragrance of osmanthus is familiar yet strange, just like that person, and you don't know if he really loves you.
Intention: Beware of yandere!
