"Xia Jian, butterflies and flowers are blooming in common red, exploring the red dust and falling into the water to kiss the remaining red."
My name is Huaiqing, the doubtful Huai. Although the word "Qing" is elegant, I don't like it. I hate saints who think too highly of themselves and think they are indifferent to the mortal world. They themselves have to climb up in the secular world. Their white robes are full of dirt. I like evil people who are aloof and shallow and do not hide their sins. Their black robes are stained with blood. It is their medal of honor, desire and holy light.
My name is Ji Lanzhu, orchid from orchid, and zhu from Tianzhu, which means a life of nobility and purity. But unfortunately, my body has been bleeding with dirty blood since I was born. Even if I spend my whole life trying to atone for my sins, I can't wash it away. So I should be a villain, so that I can at least be remembered by others, even if I am on the extremely evil side. Such a bright and passionate time in my youth and childhood is really funny.
Genius, indifferent and beautiful boy x arrogant, shallow and crazy criticizing freak
Double strength, double cleanliness, ultimate aesthetics
Young Huaiqing has been very indifferent to emotions since he was a child. He is an extreme aestheticist who loves romantic death aesthetics. At the age of 17, he finally created the most perfect way to die. He wanted to die in a sad and beautiful way, but at this moment, a turning point appeared. Something claiming to be [Hell Game] disrupted the situation. His perfect death plan involved him in a grand carnival of justice, in which he stood silently at the two extremes of light and darkness, watching the fighting and madness of those people, with an absolute victor's posture, disrupting the world, overlooking the world of mortals, his gorgeous clothes dyed red with blood, and he smiled lightly.
Ji Lanzhu was born into a wealthy family and was the pride of his family. However, on his 18th birthday, a massacre trampled the foundation of prosperity under his feet and dug out the blood. He just raised his eyes and looked at them lightly. Even though the blood of his family stained the pink dawn, he still lowered his eyes. He was extremely coldhearted and a beast.
Intention: Work hard for your goals