Even if time can block each other.
In the long road, there was no longer that person's bad but warm smile.
After he moved to Japan, he could not help but think of that person in his spare time every day.
The blood is so warm,
Spray it all over him.
Ryan showed no expression, not even resentment.
He didn't look at him, his emerald green eyes were empty.
Every time he thought of the desolation, like leaving without leaving a trace of nostalgia after the fireworks faded, he would always feel inexplicable pain.
Why, you don't hate me.
As if nothing happened, she slowly left in his arms.
The slender fingers were hanging low, and there was a smile of relief on the blood-stained cheeks.
——Giotto
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