The picture frame fell to the ground and the glass shattered.
——The black and white photo has a corner bent as a result.
The originally blurry faces of the three people suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and time had smoothed them out and made them clean.
Pure white flowers spit out from his mouth, stained with blood from an unknown place in his body, and fell to the ground of the airship. He picked up the fallen photo, as if he was kissing the statue of God in the church, and put his white lips on the face of the woman in the wheelchair, extremely pious.
"Helga... Helga..."
The God in the sky may have heard his words, so the east became white.
"Scotti holds the thread of my destiny, my Aurora..."
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Flower vomiting stem
Intention: Love should be spoken loudly