He is always compared to Rex, that dazzling and willful man.
Vincent looked at the man silently and chased his footsteps for three years. Finally, I can have an intersection with him. Originally I just wanted to win back my pride, but in the end, what will be the outcome?
Am I already poisoned by a poison called rex, which has penetrated into my bones and marrow and cannot be freed?
Smiling to himself, the young man with an exquisite face turned to stare at the starry sky outside the window, deceiving himself and ignoring that the record player was playing that person's favorite music, hovering in the apartment and repeating sad and gentle tunes.
Starry starry night...
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