Feng Yu smiled cruelly. He felt death. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground. It sounded like a broken sound, very far away! Very far away!
When he was fifteen years old, he knew that he had a terminal illness. It was a miracle that he survived to this day!
He deserved it, this world meant nothing to him.
I have always understood that I am just acting as a sharp blade for my father! A sharp blade that only kills!
He hates that man! That's not his father! He is just the devil who dominates this dark kingdom!
In the cold and dark room, I listened to the sad cry of the person in front of me.
I really want to laugh like crazy!
I'm a boy's favorite! He is still a male favorite who has lost his favor!
Probably no one here wants to live anymore!
It doesn't matter! It doesn't hurt to just play with them!
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