Text text:
"For whoever has little, even what he has will be taken from him. For whoever has much, give it to him, so that the more, the better."
To the accompaniment of gunfire, beautifully dressed dancers stood on tiptoe.
Amidst the cries of the lost children, the delicate-faced woman covered her lips and smiled softly.
They waited patiently for dawn.
They enjoy the dusk to the fullest.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
Blood dripped from the butcher knife.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
The distinguished guest put away his pocket watch.
They screamed and ran, looking for a way out.
They sang, danced, and were intoxicated.
They accuse the darkness and cry blood.
They praised the light and shouted long live.
They sang, they danced.
Sing and dance, playing the triumphal song of the times.
Non-canonical text:
Commander Li's gay friend took him to pick up beauties.
The commander looked at the "beauty" who was half a head taller than him and seemed to be weaker than him, and fell into deep thought.
Li Quan: Although I'm not taller than him, I'm fairer than him, and I'm more feminine than him, I'm really good at attacking. Really, at least I can fight better than him.
Zhong Wan: ... Well, you are right. (Understand by yourself)
The cold and irritable girl in the late stage of lazy cancer has a cold and violent heart. Commander x is gentle, gentle, tolerant and generous. Occasionally paranoid and sharp, the bookstore owner (mis) suffers
Zhong Wan: Actually, I am the ceiling of this book's combat power.
1V1BE (see clearly!!)
Favored attack, including reunion, secondary CP (bl, bg)
Intention: Fighting against the times, against society, and against oneself