"Hello, I am Xiao Ming. Humans have desires, and nature destroys them. You are welcome to listen to me, one story after another. Diary of April 18, 2010." The man tied up his waist-length hair, turned off the recording on his phone, and put his hands together on the bridge of his nose. "You and I are both listeners." Xiao Ming's elegant voice like a violin sounded in the attic filled with photos of the same person, and his eyes were filled with endless darkness.
Beauty Attack × High IQ Suffer