He whispered in the boy's ear: "You are mine."
The young man's face was red, how could this man be such a gangster!
——This is their encounter.
He said, sorry, this is a game. Entering is a game; retreating is still a game.
In the rain, he ran awkwardly, and finally got rid of the pursuit of the group of people. Then he wiped his face, slowly raised his gun, and was the last person. After that, he took the young man and wandered around the world.
"Bang!" Shoot.
————"Young man, will you dance with me to the end of this dance?"
Intention: