The Return of the Hunter's Missing

Dedicated to my favorite Master Feitan, a story of intermittent schizophrenia and Feitan's twists and turns Smiles can't handle the pain Can't pack feelings Can't end tears Can't give up , every bit of it is breathtakingly beautiful on the other side No one can be at the peak forever Kissing the fragile heart The dark red veins sing the tune of death I am dust, where is my home?Can you tell me?Feitan.Where there are people who miss you, that is where you belong.Can I admit that I really fell in love with you?Where you are, is where I stand.If memory is like steel?? Sluggish? Should I smile or cry? If steel corrodes like memory, is this a fantasy city or a ruin? I calmly said that this is a text I wrote from scratch repeatedly, so please don’t pay attention to some schizophrenia in it. Well, anyway, the ending is happy, after all, this is a novel where I turned myself into a heroine...Because I have to go to school, I usually have very little time to surf the Internet, so I can’t guarantee that there will be updates every day, but definitely not. I will abandon the pit, and the update will be faster... (So guilty...) Thank you for your support...