The three of us walk in the world in three colors
Black, white and gray
One, Rouge Injury (a boring work, always perverted)
A robbery ten years ago caused them to part ways
Today, ten years later, she has come full circle and is back to where she started.
Their return pulled her away from where she started, widening the wound
Eventually it became a dark red dot
Rouge wounds that can never be erased
2. Su Huanghui
a reciprocal contract
A dusty past
a piece of pie being shared
a crooked man
In the end, there was only one self-painted painting left.
Three, the ink star curse
My sister said that I don't like my brother. I didn't like him in the past and I don't like him even more now.
Brother smiled, there is no good person in this world
This is a collection of short stories and is not updated regularly, but because each of them is an independent chapter
So it has no impact on reading
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