"What are you pretending to be?" Wen Xu's eyes were red, and tears fell on the mole in the lower left corner. The crystal clear tears magnified the small black mole together with his sadness.
He always talked to Xia Nuan in a gentle manner, but this was the first time he lost his temper. Wen Xu's lips were red and shiny. How could a man's mouth be as bright as if he had touched lipstick? Sure enough, money and environment are the best nourishment for people. Xia Nuan was a little moved when she looked at his mouth.
"Myself, only myself." Xia Nuan came back to her senses and stared at his eyes without a trace. She always knew that love was precious, but it was not the most important to her.
Dark-bellied all-round male protagonist & growth-oriented female protagonist
Intention: After being riddled with wounds, we all have to move forward