——If you love you, you have to say it, otherwise, we won't know that you are sad.
Ever since the organization was annihilated, Jiang Gulii often had dreams, which were filled with smoke and blood. The painful screams were suppressed in the interrogation room, and the wet and warm blood stained his hands and could not be washed away.
This was the first time he dreamed of Panasonic, and they first met when they were in the police academy.
The dream was uncharacteristically calm. The early cherry blossoms in March were in full bloom, the sun was shining softly, and the breeze was blowing through each other's hair.
Matsushita Qingyu raised his eyebrows and smiled at him. It was a fake smile that seemed to have been practiced thousands of times.
Ps: ooc warning ⚠️ knife warning
Intention: Love and Regret
