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In spring, I failed to arrive at the old town of Huaicheng as promised. Apart from being gray and dilapidated, all that lingers here is the damp and cold fog.
The old-fashioned buildings in the mist are like mirages, mysterious and mysterious.
Wrapped in the haze and thick fog, it is difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality, and between humans and demons...
Another long BL article that is being updated: [My Gong is a Wonderful Flower] Sweet article, strong, if you like this type of baby, you can click to take a look~ Of course, it is better to save it, okay~
Intention: humble feelings.
