Fan

Huaiyu, the eldest son of the clan who had not been cared for since childhood, found his blessing due to an accident. His parents have cared more about him since then. But what is the so-called love? Can we say that the love, care, and expectation that Huaiyu wanted were not given by his parents and family members? Huaiyu grew up in pain and self-doubt. Finally, under the guidance of a strange hammer, he seemed to understand something... Fan can represent a cage for birds and beasts "About family, friendship, love, about hypocrisy, selfishness, sensitivity, about your heart" "It seems like we are growing up, and it seems like time is just leaving us." Whenever I am in a warm, happy, happy, joyful moment with my family, I always feel a little sad for no reason, because I know that only myself will be left in the end, and what I am experiencing now will only increase my sorrow many years later. Apart from memories, nothing lasts forever. When I heard your words, I was stunned for a moment. For a long time, I still didn't know how to speak. What is love? You don't understand. You can't die for your family. So where is your love? Where is your emotion? Where is your heart? You say you love. You love every scene in your youth. Love the waves on the beach in summer and the chirping of cicadas in the forest. Love the moist smell of trees in the rainy season and the dew on your legs and wrists. Love the acorns and birch trees among the leaves in autumn. Love the iris under the moonlight. You say you love. You love sitting with your parents and sisters eating raspberry tarts. You love the boy you met when you were wandering in secret. Chatting with him by the window. You love the orphan you found after the Northern War. You never hesitate to give her whatever she wants. You love Thorpe, who is still guarding his pure land in Warren. His incense making skills are unparalleled. You love sitting outside his wooden house, drinking a glass of milk with the scent of hazelnut for some reason, and watching him fishing on the clear jade lake in the distance. You love the freedom, simplicity, tranquility and serenity of the Rose Sea. You love the aloof king. You love his long red hair and the deep and refreshing fragrance of cologne on his body. You never lie to me and I believe what you say You are selfish, cowardly, cowardly and hypocritical. You kill your own family and pretend that nothing happened. It seems like you are moving forward in big strides, but in fact it is just time passing by. You will never get out. You will always be that trapped beast, trapped in the iron cage you built for you. Even if the door of the cage is open to you, you can't get out. You have not forgotten it at all. You will not forget it for ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years. The blood pouring out from all parts of the body as logically as liquid flowing from a broken goblet. The rotten flesh that rises to the sky. How dare you say that you can't remember. No one will forgive you. From beginning to end, it was all directed and performed by you. I hate you, I hate you, you are a piece of shit. Don't you think your usually gentle face is disgusting? Who wants to like you and love you? You don't even have the ability to love others and you expect someone to love you. Fucui, when will you let yourself go? In fact, the initial plan was to be romantically inclined, but I was afraid that there would be other changes in the future, so I didn't want to write about my relationship. You can just write about it as you like. Amateur writing. There may be errors or poor reading. Please understand. I will go back and correct it as I write. It's actually my OC's story. I wanted to write a novel for fun because I wanted them to be fuller and more realistic (?▽｀) "Fan" is the first one and tells the story of his childhood. Intention: On the one hand, I want to write a novel, and on the other hand, I want to record some of my thoughts over the years.