The death of both parents caused me a lot of psychological trauma, and for a while, I chose to close my heart.

The living environment is like a phantom, which cannot withstand knocks.

Parents are fake, life experience is fake, and all emotional treatment is fake,

I've come to understand that everything can be used and everything can be discarded.

There is no good for no reason in this world, and there is no effort for no reason.

Until I met the person in my life, I never changed this opinion.

Despite her flawless performance, everything was flawless.

However, there is no clear direction to the motive, and it is too ridiculous to start by coincidence and good intentions.

I should have left when I regained my memory.

This kind of place is small and dark.

There was also a musty smell in the air.

I don't like it.

However, all these years have been too boring in the end, and her presence provides fun.

At this time, I got first-hand information and found out her identity, which further corroborated her purpose.

Saving people is far from being so simple and simple.

It is undeniable that her series of actions still please me, so I have a tolerance for her.

I guess this indulgence is more about the owner teasing the pet, right?

But I soon found out that it was not the case, and I seemed to have an undeserved possessiveness towards her.

When I figured it out, I found that she happily accepted that I was her brother's unworthy relationship.

Forget it.

The fettered feelings are the most important, seemingly beautiful, but in fact deadly.

But I couldn't restrain my possessiveness.

As her eyes lingered on the other man, there was a moment when I wanted to gouge out her eyeballs with the spoon in my hand, but it ended up on her cheek.

I classify everything as a work of art.

No one can afford to have their own artwork crippled.

I don't like them.

- Ji Shiheng and Qiu Yizhi.

Their presence broke into the world of me and her.

This makes me very unpleasant.

However, she didn't look at the man the whole time, and this move still pleased me.

She was injured because of me.

This kind of bridge in the movie, everyone should be happy.

But I'm an outlier, I don't think so.

She will even feel angry because she doesn't care for herself.

The panic that had been absent for fifteen years came again, and at that moment I was terrified that she would leave me.

So, I can't forgive, but why did I relent?

I've read in books that treating prey is to imperceptibly invade her life, leaving the breath of a hunter.

I have a full sense of presence in front of her, but she seems to regard all this goodness as family affection?

So I made a decision, even though it would keep her fingered for the rest of her life, so what? Anyway, we're not related by blood!

As long as I can push her closer.

At the gala, I seduced her like a devil and tasted what I had always dreamed of.

Sweet, as if the poison that penetrated into my bones invaded my body and mind.

I thought about her all the time during my time studying abroad, and despite keeping in touch with her on video every day, it didn't fill the void in my heart.

It wasn't until the winter vacation of that year that she secretly came to me, and that long-lost sense of happiness finally filled my heart.

And she? And pushed me to others.

I don't want to be her brother.

It's time to pick out the relationship.

She was more receptive than I thought.

I gave her time.

Only, the final answer is good.