I believe everyone dreams, more or less, in black and white or in vivid color. I dream often, and my dreams feel real. But this time, I dreamed of another self. Looking into the mirror through the mist, I saw a fair face. She had hair down to her waist, and she looked like me, but I knew she wasn't me.
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Wakao saw this in one breath
It's not bad, keep writing, the story line needs to be clearer.
Keep digging holes, I feel ashamed after reading your article~~
I laughed while reading this chapter
It's very well written, sir.
I found a ghost article