Tian Chi didn't understand why Song Moxiao, a bad person like her, would get close to her. One day, two days, one month, one year, two years... He tore off my mask layer by layer. It's really annoying. Song Moxiao, do you think I am a good person?
Song Moxiao, I want to leave here, will you find me?
Song Moxiao was just curious as to why such a well-behaved and fair girl would have a beautiful flint lighter in her schoolbag. However, the lighter was beautiful enough and suitable for her. I heard that she could draw. Tianchi, you draw me and I will take you to escape, okay?
Intention: Escape from the shackles of control, you are just yourself