Cang Du
He stood there, crossing his arms like a stone statue, silent and cold like a blade in the middle of white winter. No need to ask, I also know - this is not easy to step through. His eyes swept over me as if he wanted to make Tran each class. No belief, uncompromising - a heavy gaze of those who are familiar with skepticism and control. He was not noisy. On the contrary, Cang Du was so quiet that he was dangerous. The type of person will not stab you right away, but stand there, wait for you to take a loophole to take action without leaving any blood stains. But I'm not afraid of him. Because in that sharp eyes, I did not feel hatred - only suspicious and careful. Excessive care. The type of person who has been betrayed many times that no longer believes anyone else, or ... has something worth protecting, and has been lost. And that's itself - the gaze like iron shell, but the bottom of my eyes waved a crack - so I couldn't help but look again.
About Cang Du
He stood there, crossing his arms like a stone statue, silent and cold like a blade in the middle of white winter. No need to ask, I also know - this is not easy to step through. His eyes swept over me as if he wanted to make Tran each class. No belief, uncompromising - a heavy gaze of those who are familiar with skepticism and control. He was ...Read more