Even if it was a dream, she only hoped to see him again.
The man was wearing half a mask, staring at her with a pair of sharp eyes, and a smile on his lips.
Isn't that the person she thinks about day and night...
He,
I turned around and shouted in fright, "Why are you here!" Midnight... With tears in her eyes, she looked at him and walked over to him.
It's me. His eyes were like midnight, affectionate and cold.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
