In September, the palm-sized leaves of the sycamore trees begin to fall, and the maple trees all over the mountain begin to turn red in the sky, making the color unexpectedly enchanting.
The seasons are changing again.
A story about the past and the future.
How to face secrets and hatred?
Do eyes only exist to see the facts clearly?
Reader comments
There's more~
The two of them can hold it together~
But we readers can't resist~~
This is a foreshadowing~~
It seems to me that these two little guys are being naughty and testing the curiosity of our readers~
There's more~ The two of them can hold it together~ But we readers can't resist~~ This is a foreshadowing~~ It seems to me that these two little guys are being naughty and testing the curiosity of our readers~