In every dream she had in the past seven years, she woke up countless times, but was dragged into a deeper nightmare by the bright red blood of her family. Over the past few years, the arena and the court had become unbearable. For the sake of a past, she lay dormant for seven years, just to kill her enemies. And she was also on the verge of collapse in the torture of time. Is it the end or a new life?
The oncoming red silk covered the boy's eyes. She grabbed the red silk and ushered in the red thread for the rest of her life.
I feel like I can't live anymore. "Give it a name." It is our gift.
Looking back, our meeting was absolutely innocent and frank. We are not passers-by, we are friends, close friends, and loved ones
I wanted to look to the moon alone, "Hey, we are all by your side." Fortunately, you are my connection with the world.
Intent: To grow in reality and break through in the darkness