That year, I seemed to have met God. He was like a ray of sunshine in a dark world, which warmed my heart. I was willing to indulge in his broad "wings" and his smiling face. Meeting him seemed to be the beginning of happiness.
"Ji Xun, is this considered blasphemy?" The girl asked innocently.
The young man opened his thin lips slightly and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "It doesn't count, because this is the mission given to me by God." He paused, "I personally requested the order to protect you."
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Intention: Fighting for love regardless of one's own safety