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. The character design was not done well, which caused the book to fall apart, and I did not write the feeling I wanted. It would be a waste of time to write it again, so I stopped writing it. The plot of the story will be retained, and the character background and story will be redone. …………………………………………………… The next book is "Kiss the Gloomy Brother". If you are interested, you can collect it. The copy is as follows: After his father died, Baojia was sent to Xie's Mansion and met Xie Anfeng for the first time, a young man with hair tied in a wooden hairpin and skin as pale as a ghost. In the following years, Baojia watched how Xie Anfeng, burdened with a blood feud, stepped step by step on the ladder paved with the bones of ministers to become the powerful regent. There was no one in the capital who was not afraid of him, only Baojia dared to stand on tiptoes and kiss his blood-stained chin. It was only then that the killing intent surging in Xie Anfeng's body was calmed down, and a smile slowly appeared in his inorganic pupils. * Since childhood, Xie Anfeng has discovered that he cannot sense other people's emotions and has almost no emotions himself. In his opinion, there is no difference between killing people and killing chickens. The people around him hated him and were afraid of him. They hid behind their backs and whispered that he was not a normal person. They were also afraid of looking at him, so they hurriedly lowered their heads and fled. Xie Anfeng never cared about the eyes of ordinary people. Until that year, a young and soft hand held him timidly, and the smile on his cute and pink face was like a camellia blown by the spring breeze. Xie Anfeng's gloomy world brightened up at that moment. * Only with Baojia, his world will be bright. But Bojia is too timid and needs to be cared for. Xie Anfeng began to go in and out of Wazi, study the ups and downs of the actor's eyebrows, and disguised himself as a gentle and elegant person to teach Baojia how to write. After interrogating the prisoner, Xie Anfeng remembered to wipe every drop of blood on his hands carefully, and when he returned, he would buy a pack of roasted chestnuts that Baojia loved to eat on the street. His hand, which had crushed the jaw of his political opponent, was soft and warm when he held Bojia's face and kissed her. The long legs that cracked the skull were Baojia's favorite warm couch when she was reading. Even between the sheets, he always restrained himself and returned etiquette, putting others before himself. After each tender moment, Baojia snuggled in his arms and heard his dumb voice coming from above her head: "Baojia, will you stay with me and love me forever?" Baojia replied cheerfully: "Of course, I like my brother best." She didn't notice that when she answered, Xie Anfeng's cold eyes were falling on her snow-white neck, as if Xie Anfeng could break her neck as long as she said no. I will hold her cold body for eternity. Ps: 1 Everyone who appears in this book knows from the first line of the first chapter that the male and female protagonists are not related by blood. 2. The male protagonist will not harm the female protagonist. He will only harm himself when he is crazy. Intention: Love can cross mountains and seas