I stretched out my hands tremblingly. Those hands were delicate and slender. If they were on someone else, I would definitely admire them and touch a few to get some oil. But now they are my hands. ． ． "Heh... Heh" The scary laughter echoed in the small bathroom. I stood up unsteadily and walked all the way to the bedroom. ． ．
My slender and perfect legs, where are you? Where are my handsome cheeks? My strong and strong arms. Ahhhh, what is this bun-like thing on my chest?
I'm dreaming.
Yes. I'm dreaming.
I'm still dreaming. In the dream I became a woman. A woman that I absolutely hate and loathe. I dreamed that I became her. But I'm dreaming.
Dreams will always wake up.
P. S. Ahem, due to various reasons on the part of the author, I had to finish the story as soon as possible... So the plot jumps quickly, a lot of clues are left out, and the ending is nothing like that... Let's just watch it together, hehe, hehe (laughing)....
P. P. S Be cautious. This article was originally intended to be BG, but ended up being BL, haha.
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