"Maybe the real truth is not this, maybe it is unexplainable."
Tang Weimian raised his head and looked forward:
"My heart is like a clear mirror. Whatever I gain, I also lose."
Lu Zhaoran: Ah, brother, I'm so scared. (Shivering jpg.)
Ghost: ..... I believe you, ghost.
Ghost: Hee hee hee hee haha... I'm on top of you.
Tang Weimian:...? Go away, don't bother me sleeping.
Supernatural texts, there will be glass shards
Crazy criticism and passionate attack x cold beauty (actually it's just facial paralysis)
Both of them are more or less mentally ill. Avoid the baby who steps on the bad spot~
Intention: My heart is like a clear mirror, and there must be gains and losses.