At midnight, Ao Zichi wiped the cold sweat from his brow. He had lost count of how many times he had woken from a dream. For 28 years, ever since he could remember, he had been plagued by strange dreams! In them, he remembered everything, but once he woke, he forgot it all!
He pulled open the ink-dark curtains. The 54th floor, the highest in A City. He liked standing high above the ground. The 54th floor lay between heaven and earth, yet he always felt that neither could tolerate him!
Neither heaven nor earth could tolerate him. After every dream, he felt that way. He hated the feeling. Ao Zichi curled his lips into a cold smile. It seemed it was time for a change...
La la la la, I came to see you^_^ Come on, code words!
The wonderful and happy pseudo-president Wen Mea… Hmm~~ That's quite interesting The novel is full of fun, support it! If it were not a matter of life and death today, it would be better not to meet the beautiful woman than to spend all these years missing her in vain. Yibayi'er Umbrella Dance Umbrella Temple for a long time = = Come to my pot, you know I want to be friends with you,~\\(≧▽≦)/~la la la
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