The calm water surface of the ancient well is like a mirror. A girl is lying here peacefully.
The boy was kneeling on one knee, his left eye was as red as blood, and his right eye was clear.
He stroked her face, sighed, and turned to leave.
"Don't go..."
The boy's body trembled violently, but he did not look back.
"I'm sorry, just let me be willful again..." The redness in the boy's left eye gradually faded and never stayed there again.
The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear slid down quietly.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
