A group of guys wandering on the edge, burdened with their own destiny, is it a pure coincidence that they meet together? Or is it destiny?
If life is a stage play, then whose puppet is the person who is yelling and laughing on the stage?
The turns of joys and sorrows may make it difficult to tell whether it is a story or a life...
With a low eyebrow and a slight smile, she held the rose and he collected the lingering fragrance...
(The author said that this is a healing article, and death is inevitable, and he has tried his best to make arrangements for a proper death. However, if someone dies, it will not hinder the healing function of this article at all!
The author said that this flashy world makes people tired. After the hustle and bustle, when looking at the distant starry sky through the window, I often want to grab something... So this article was written.
This article is from the same series as the unscrupulous author's last work "Scarlet Night Whisper", and the content is not very involved. It just borrows the background and several starring actors. If you are interested, you can check out the previous work.
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