"Lost lamb, tell me what your heart desires. Perhaps I can grant your wish, though it will come at a price." The deep voice entered Ye Ming's mind, and he could not help opening his eyes. Before him was a room furnished in an antique style. The cabinets all around were filled with strange objects, and the dim lighting made the space feel gloomy.
After looking around, Ye Ming turned to face the man sitting opposite him. The man wore a white shirt and cropped trousers, and his tousled hair and stubble looked completely out of place in these surroundings.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
As title. Is there anyone alive reading this book? If so, could you please let me know? If not, I'll just swing the knife.
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