[Childhood, bamboo horse｜Bad prodigal son x white cut black girl]
Obedience is a mask, tobacco and alcohol are armor
Neon shattered into stars on Dai Lu's eyelashes. Xia Lin leaned on the motorcycle, the lighter on her fingertips clicking open and closed.
The skirt of the girl's school uniform was stained with wine, and when her white shoes ran over a cigarette butt, the smell of mint mixed with the wind rushed into his nose - this was completely different from the girl next door who wore a bow tie and spoke softly in his memory.
"Transgender?"
He loosened his tie and came closer, his earrings glowing coldly in the dark, "Do good students also skip class and go clubbing?" The moment Delu raised his eyes, his breath froze.
Those almond-shaped eyes that always held a hint of timidity were covered with mist, but they raised their chin stubbornly, like a cat with explosive fur.
Xia Lin suddenly laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to tuck her messy hair behind her ears, and deliberately brushed her hot earlobes: "You have been pretending to be good for more than ten years, are you tired?"
Delu turned her face away and ran into his arms. The breath of menthol smoke lingered around her body temperature. He suddenly felt that this torn mask game was far more interesting than he imagined.
Purpose: Breaking labels and true self