Already Planned

The white moonlight falls on the flowers, White tulips, petals trembling slightly in the air, The air is filled with a faint fragrance, making the whole atmosphere full of mystery. She was lying among the flowers, wearing a red dress, her hair sliding across her face in the wind. The expression on his face gave the mysterious atmosphere a layer of weirdness... A red scar circled around the entire neck, and was sewn up bit by bit with needle and thread. Just like a worn-out doll that has been repaired but eventually thrown away, The eyes are open, but there are no eyeballs inside, like two dark abyss, His hands were clasped tightly, as if there was something important inside. The open mouth seemed to have cried out in despair... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.