A madman came to meet me, carrying cake and blood.
He kissed me with a smile. The future would not let me live.
I held him tight and danced before death came.
The weak can only weep in silence. My beloved has been cold for so long.
Some watched with indifference, while others waited for death in despair.
Fate kept reminding me: the future would not let me live.
God could not hear our prayers. He knew nothing of mercy.
The angels left the world, and demons crawled to the surface.
The madman kept saying that the world would surely become beautiful.
Sunday needs no nobility. It is the most evil day.
Tomorrow needs no killing. This is the best of times.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Sunday killer. Please update on Saturday. Weekday update? Haha, it's not possible now. Sister has to work. Twice a week, police will be posted. Three updates a week, the hero dies. No more watching? Check out my other books!
Sunday is indeed the worst day because tomorrow is Monday and I have to go to school
Dongfang, I am now curious about what you look like in real life, haha
Support innovation, wonderful sublimation, come on. Collected it, sent flowers, and rated it ten points. Please also collect a chapter or two of my novel. Thanks!
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The author is great, this is the first time I see this type of writing here. . . Update it slowly. . This reminds me that there is also a person in Feluli who actually writes prose notes. . . I was drunk too. . Author, you are much better than him??
It's wonderfully sublimated, come on. Give rewards, send flowers, and give 10 points. Please save only one or two chapters of my novel, thank you.