A bloody killing fell on this field. The man did not speak and walked forward silently. Suddenly, a childish voice appeared behind him: "Brother, come and bouquet flowers." Looking back, he found that the sun was hitting the girl's face... "God, can you be hurt too?"
He must find the person he has let down and tell her the guilt he has been hiding in his heart for many years, and...
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"Stop following her!" The bloodthirsty monster roared, but how did he know the reason?
It turns out...
God can get hurt too.
Intention: Alone, I am struggling hard in the depths of your memory.