The male protagonist really has red lips and white teeth, so good-looking! Suitable for playing melancholic perverts.
As the male protagonist's mother said, we are still family, because it's all we got. This statement is so desolate, there is a feeling of loneliness and having to cherish each other. No matter how bad you and I are, we are the only family left in the world, a family we can rely on. No matter good or bad, they are tightly bound together, so it doesn't matter what kind of person the other party is, anyone can be, as long as there is blood relationship as a constraint and bond.
On the one hand, I feel reassured, on the other hand, I feel dissatisfied. Trust can be delivered without being understood, and a lifetime of collaboration can be achieved without being liked. It seems that they are very close, but in reality they are not as far apart as strangers.
After reading it, I finally understand what the film critics mean when they say "monsters teach people to love". How lucky is the girl who fell in love with the monster, and has a happy life of ignorance and ignorance. The blood in the process is unknown until a sociopathic boy breaks the truth.
Corresponding from one end to the other, the monster stopped at the end of his life, not as gentle as a slaughtered monster, a little bit want to read the first part, the story of their meeting in their thirties.
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