The starlight dimmed, so I wrapped my coat tightly around my body to prevent myself from falling for too long. A cold chill came from the back, and then the whole body. I can feel a slight tremor - a tremor that will never go away in my memory, scarlet wine spilled on the floor...
Cold, still cold. Is there no way to get rid of this bondage no matter what? I wrapped my coat tighter. In the dark room, I didn't dare to look at the only ray of sunlight that came through the crack of the window. Pouring a full glass of wine for myself, looking at the wine in the glass, I suddenly felt a long-lost feeling...
I drank all the wine in the glass and let the blood-colored liquid slowly flow through my body. There was no sweetness of the wine, but a kind of redemptive compassion. I filled the wine again, put the glass glass close to my nose, and smelled desire...
The sun was already slanting in, but I was still shivering. The coat on my body was covered with frost, but the weightless feeling of falling made me feel extremely relieved. I didn't dare to look directly at the sun because I was used to the darkness, and the red wine in front of me made ripples...
Finally, I drank all the wine in the glass. Knowing that I could no longer escape, I simply threw off my coat and soaked the wine with my chest to bring out the rotten aroma. The wine slipped from my body, not cooling it, but burning...
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