I only had one quarrel with Lin Xuanhe in my life, and as a result, this only cold war brought me into eternal doom. The world I thought was not what I saw, and the people I knew seemed to become strangers in an instant. However, the truth of all this was only understood after my death
The imagination is big. Today I don't know what I will be thinking tomorrow, so the male protagonist is not determined, the murderer is not determined, it is not a crime story, it is not a suspense story, it is just a simple youth campus short story about you like me and I like you... Probably, in short, the story is not long, try to fill in the holes.