The green gauze covered half of his face, but his beautiful profile still made me deeply shocked. Her beady lips and white teeth, her white clothes and bright wrists, her every frown and smile, are incomparably enchanting.
There was an incense burner on the table. He sat in front of the table and played the piano. The sound of the piano gurgled like a stream, flowing out from his green-white fingers. His face, as crystal clear as snow, was blurred in the rising white smoke, suddenly near and then far away, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.
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Sorry, locked again
The first reason is because some people reported that the ending was inexplicable and difficult to understand...
The second reason is because a new magazine invited this manuscript to be used as an article for the first issue. Of course, the premise is that it must be rewritten into a medium article of about 10,000 words...
SO I have long had the desire to expand this article, and now I finally have to put it into practice, hahaha.
The newly written medium article will continue to be updated under this article, but it will have to wait until the magazine is published.
When will the magazine be published?
It is said that it will be January next year...
Climbing with the lid on the pot...
Intention: