Gold Medal Lawyer × Chief Hypnotist
He hated his birth and he hated his death.
He always puts interests first, but he also gets entangled in emotions.
"Black and white are reversed, interests are eternal" seems to have become a mature oath.
However, all of this slowly changes over time.
In the live broadcast room of the prison building, he stayed up all night just to find the broken body among the rose bushes;
The Bloody Ripper, who works day and night to find the murderer of his friends;
In a bizarre case at a lawyer's office, he regained his mask just for the cold body.
[Sir, as long as you are willing to look back, Helan will always be behind you.
[Qingzhi, you are a good boy.
[Hey, Shen Qingzhi, I don't care what you think, you are my friend for the rest of my life.
And that sentence that made him struggle to hold on
I believe you.
In-game.
[Brother Shen, why are you desperately trying to get out?
[There is a fool waiting for me to come home.
Just...
Sorry...
I came back and left in another way.
[The world has never recognized your love and mine, and neither have you]
[It's never that I've changed, it's just that you haven't learned to go with the flow. Young Master, you have to learn to adapt.
I don't believe you anymore.
Sorry.
Forget me.
We are all shady liars. For the rose-colored seed buried in the soil at an unknown age, we quietly stirred up dark red ink, but turned into transparency at the end of our encounter.
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[Maybe dawn will come eventually, but... I don't want to wait any longer.
[You have never been my relic, you are the only thought I have left in the world.
[I still couldn't keep him after all. Just like every broken world line, it was an endgame that I could never act rashly.
[A legend often needs thousands of tragedies to fill it up.
We are all dirty, rusty gears in the mud, stuck with each other without anyone's blessing. We are each other's only lovers, and the eyes of our ancestors in the abyss of addiction are the deepest curse to us.
After all, we can't overcome rumors, nor can we avoid life and death. This is an irreversible chess game. Anyone who wants to change like us will drown in this already doomed outcome. After all, we are not the savior heroes who save the world. We have no ability to change the rigid rules, and finally rot in the tomb of incomprehension.
After all, we are still too small to put out this hopeless fire.
We are still stuck in this worldly world.
Purpose: Write your own inner story