Summary
A story created by self-cutting legs in order to satisfy many male protagonists, infested with sick children, mother literature, ethical stalks and robbing hobbies. ———————— “What… did you… do to me?” The girl’s eyes were filled with surprise, doubt and fear, her voice was trembling, and she spoke very slowly, as if she had just learned to speak. generally. The man in front of him stretched out his hand, ignoring the girl’s subconscious dodging, and gently pinned the scattered hair on her forehead behind her ear. His eyes are so deep, like a filthy swamp, the more he struggles, the more it sinks. The man hung his head on the girl’s thin shoulders as if he had some kind of rickety disease, and sniffed the fragrance of the hair greedily. His pale cheeks flushed with excitement. “Queen Mother, I miss you.” All in all, it was a tragedy of being caught in a careless early stage because of running away to death, and being locked in a small dark room all the way back home.