One day, Faxiao Qihe, whom he had not seen for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of Lin Congwei.
Unbeknownst to him, the gears of grudges began to turn. Escape from feelings is a plan, and falling in love is also a part of the arrangement. All the marks on the body are the spiritual weight of victory.
Swallowed and assimilated by the darkness, and through self-sacrifice step by step, you can get infinitely close to uncovering the fig leaf of the truth, but in the end there is only one step left...
Lin Congwei sometimes lamented, if he could embrace the scorching sun like a normal person, could the seed of hatred be hidden in the darkness, waiting for the dawn of blue-purple crayon graffiti to break through the orange light of the morning sun.
Look at my past and look up to the spring with me. The muddy road you walked through occasionally rolled up seeds in your trousers, waiting for the fragrance of flowers to fill the entire spring.
Purpose: redemption