Xie Yi, female, 19 years old, lost her father after her death.
He is a frog in a well trapped in a mountain city.
She hated the overly strong fragrance of flowers, hated this city, and most of all she hated herself.
Later, thanks to that person who fiercely broke into sight, he was like a sharp sword and a calm fertile field carrying things.
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No matter how fragrant the sweet-scented osmanthus is, it cannot compare to love, freedom, and you, my dear big brother.
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GB female attack, short story, mourning girl (Xie Zhen) x super cool tattoo artist (Zou Ye)
No logic, cut off your own legs
Intention: Growth will go through hardships, find your own fertile soil, and grow stubbornly