When an avalanche strikes, no snowflake is innocent.
People always say that at the same age as a flower, you must become a rose?
But in Song Shinian's perception, he may never be a rose, but a rat crossing the street that everyone shouts about.
But is this really the case?
Before Song Shinian's parents passed away, a man actually lived in the house left to her? ?
"You... You... Who are you!" Song Shinian raised the kitchen knife towards Lin Xingshi. "How did you get to my house?"
"Hello, my landlord." Lin Xingshi's face slowly moved closer to Song Shinian's nose. "My name is Lin Xingshi."
When Lin Xingshi first saw Song Shinian, his impression was that of a white lotus that emerged from the mud but remained unstained.
On the other hand, Song Shinian's first impression of Lin Xingshi was that of an out-and-out female gangster.
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Cowardly, introverted, autistic vs. Mature, abstinent
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Intention: Is this really my destiny?