He hugged the quilt and slept soundly...
The bangs are a little long, falling on the eyelashes, covering half of the eyes.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, wondering what he was thinking about before falling asleep, with an ambiguous smile on his face...
Shen Bianxing took a step forward, but for some reason he couldn't walk anymore. Taking this step forward seemed to take him through the entire lonely and silent youth. What was waiting in front of him was a dream that he had never dared to imagine...
Shen Bianxing stopped, slowly retreated, and sat on the floor in front of the door. He didn't know what he was afraid of...
The clock on the wall is ticking. It sounds like a mockery at the moment. How long do you have to endure it...
Shen Bianxing stood up slowly, opened the bedroom door again, and walked in...