Stitch after stitch, the embroidery is embroidered on the smooth material, densely packed with delicate patterns.
"... Who?" No one responded.
After a long time, he smiled bitterly and remembered the fatal fact.
No one is around anymore.
Holding myself alone, humming a strange tune.
Singing a young and sad urban legend in a melodious way.
This is my first time publishing a novel.
Everyone, please give me your advice, thank you!
