The Ultimate Class - Huanran

The night is still young, Heartbroken, Borrowing cigarettes to complain about the vicissitudes of life. The smoke disappeared, It turns into frost on the temples. People are not dead, Bury the past. The passing years, What a sad sentence? That's it, Decadence is fashionable. Lonely in the past. Fantasy alone, Put on your makeup, Watch the world change. Playing with the world of mortals with a smile, Playing with vicissitudes of life with cold eyes! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.