Seven Days Fake (Gl)

The demons, monsters, and Rakshasa are beautiful, and the widows and widowers are lonely and lacking in soul. At twelve o'clock in the four seasons, the flowers are gone and the glass is broken. A story of taking off the disguise layer by layer. . I plan to post it after I finish writing it? ? ? ? ? CP of this article: Red dates x Ms. Lin. I don't know how to write a copy... Anyway, this article is not sweet.