I was trying my best to dream about death and fill up the unknown. When I picked the flower and smelled the fragrance in the dark, luring them step by step into my abyss, but one day, he said to me, "He Qing, I love you." From then on, my dark world had a bright light that illuminated the rest of my life. "He Qing, I like you." "He Qing, I love you." "He Qing, marry me."...
Concept: In fact, not everyone who is killed is innocent
