He was wearing an indigo moiré robe, and his black hair was tied up with a square-head hairpin carved from golden nan wood. He had a handsome face and deep eyes with a hint of gloom. His forbearing and deep voice sounded on the phone, "I heard that you redeemed the actor's life and brought him back to your house."
He stared at me with blazing eyes, and held my wrist firmly with his knuckled hands.
At this moment, the screen is still, and three options appear in front of the screen.
A: Break away from him and give him a backhand slap, "Who do you think you are, meddling in my business?"
B: His eyes dodge, "I just pity him, you are the only one in my heart."
C: Pull his front, forcing him to lower his head, and kiss him forcefully, "You look so cute when you're jealous."
D: System hidden options.
After choosing option B and getting the BE ending, am I in morbid love? This is too in line with my xp.
That night there was lightning and thunder. He covered his bleeding and unrecognizable face with one hand, hugged me tightly with the other hand and said, looking at me carefully in a pleading tone, "Don't be afraid of me."
He looked at me who was trembling slightly, his eyes instantly dimmed, and countless terrible thoughts emerged in his heart.
And I tried hard to suppress my excitement, wow, so in love, so excited.
Concept: the simplest and purest emotion