Xu Hui, who was shining brightly, was dragging his scarred body behind his back, enduring the inner torment alone.
He said that he was an unclassified trash can, and others said that he was a hollow role model with only appearance.
But Xie Lichuan wanted to say, those are not you, you are just yourself.
I want to pull you out of this quagmire, I want you to show your true self, I want you to continue to accept me, and accept this imperfect me.
Xie Lichuan has a dream to become a trash.
Yes, literally garbage.
After knowing that Xie Lichuan had such thoughts, Xu Hui, who was completely opposite to Xie Lichuan, actually said that he would become Xie Lichuan's trash can.
But halfway through, Xu Hui gave up.
"What you long for is actually to become a recyclable garbage, you just want to be needed by others."
"And I'm... An unsorted trash can that holds everything."
A dirty person like him just wanted to take the opportunity to drag Xie Lichuan into the quagmire from the beginning.
"With so much garbage in the body, are you waiting for them to corrupt?" Xie Lichuan blurted out.
"...".
"If you have no other solution for the time being, then let me help you."
It's an emotional flow. It should be completed within 100,000 words. If you can, click on it and add it to your favorites when you see it. Hold on, maybe you'll find it interesting after the first, second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth... Chapters (laughs)
Intention: Two-way redemption