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Introduction to main characters (additional from time to time)

This chapter introduces the main characters to you. They have already appeared, and those who appear late will be supplemented; here is no distinction between hostility and friendship.

ps: The protagonist is no longer there.

1. Flower lover, white begonia:

Her miserable life experience has tasted more bitterness since childhood. Although her adoptive parents regard her as their biological parents, her short-term family affection is like smoke and clouds, making her even more sad. In a strange metropolis, she has not lost herself in the red lights and green wine. Self-esteem, self-love and self-improvement are her beliefs. She has to rely on her own hands to create her own free tomorrow.

Only when the night is quiet, lights are like stars, and those standing quietly in front of the window need warmth and comfort. Perhaps, a tolerant embrace and a bright smile can more touch her heart that is strong in fragility than the status and overwhelming power of the tower. The vicissitudes of the world have allowed her to see through many hypocrisies. What she pursues is an ordinary and warm home, a calm and lasting love.

2. Shell, Meng Beibei:

Those who have infatuated love in the world should not laugh at the crazy love. The age of flowers and the appearance of flowers, the originally young and beautiful girls have been deeply hurt by love.

I can't forget his goodness, I can't forget his badness.

The tears left for him gathered into a river and flowed slowly in my heart; yesterday's happiness was like a lantern for praying, drifting as the river drifted, drifting further and further away...

When everything is over and you can't find the traces left by you, your back is lost in the rolling world. Who is it, accompany me to walk along, at the next intersection, should I hold a pair of warm big hands, and from then on, I will willingly give for him and dedicate my youth to the distant and hopeful home?

3. Little Angel, Lu Yaqin:

The daughter of a famous family cannot find her true self in a world of depression. Everything inside and outside the game is a self-release, almost exaggerated expression. Because of depression, she loves pranks in an unrestrained world; and she is smart, knows what can be done and cannot be done, and has her own unique insights into everything in the world.

The goblet and the red carpet no longer have any feeling except cold. Only that bright smile and that pure bitter hazy love will allow the soul wandering between interests to touch the softest place.

If I love someone, please don’t hurt you. If my love will bring you the deepest harm, I will leave quietly, just like the wind last night, and no longer leave traces of your life.

Many years later, I quietly opened this precious memory. Do you know that I loved you at that time?

4. Kill the world, Wang Zheng:

The powerful killing alliance was once created by me and took countless efforts. No matter who it is, it cannot shake my determination to dominate the game!

The red sun rose from the sea of ​​clouds. I stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at all. The long sword trembled excitedly in my hands, and it wanted to drink the enemy's blood!

Kill, fight, no one can stop me! For my friends, I will go through fire and water, and face the enemy, and I will never show mercy. The world of death is so cruel, don’t blame me for being cruel and ruthless!

5. Golden Lion King, Hou Qiang:

If there are still lone heroes in this world, if there are still people who abide by principles in this world, if there are still real courage in this world, then this person must be the Golden Lion King!

The hot desert, the dark green forest, the cold glacier... I have left too many traces in this world. On the Gobi Night, I lay on the fine sand, looking up at the starry sky, looking for my own stars.

The quiet moments are always so short, and tomorrow, I will embark on a new journey.

The spear shone with light and pierced the enemy's chest; the battle boots were stained with dark red blood, which was the last trace of the enemy.

The number one knight in the world is me!

But I always think hard in the quiet night.

Is it hope or destruction brought by war?
Chapter completed!
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