"The highest state of loving someone is to feel sorry for them."
Jiang Ruo has a pair of glacier-like blue eyes and a school uniform that has been washed until it turns white.
He is used to being pierced by rumors, and used to the empty wine bottles left behind by his mother after she went crazy.
Until I heard that Yuye had transferred to another school and said to him:
"My dear, I'm here to love you."
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Wen Yuye taught him:
Love is hot, like wet tears falling on the palm of your hand;
Love is painful, like a scar left forever on the back of your hand;
Love is fake, like true roses that can never be made in winter——
It can be heard that Yuye burned a flower that will never fade for him.
"My dear, you have to open your eyes when kissing... Otherwise, how can you see me hurting you?"
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◆ Aloof and inferior x Gentle attack
◆ Campus salvation | Pain aesthetics | HE
◆ Every page is like licking glass shards in search of candy
Purpose: Love and redemption