Within the eleventh group.
Chen Ling was chewing on a cigarette and his tie was tangled. On the table in front of the sofa was wine and an ashtray that had been left overnight.
Until someone opened the door.
"Senior." The young newcomer smiled at him, "We are going on a mission together."
"Got it."
． The cold and decadent boss is attacked by X, gentle, healthy, white and black.
． Year after year, year after year, age difference exists, attack 26, receive 32.
． I just wrote it for fun. If you feel uncomfortable while reading, please leave directly.
． I decline writing guidance. Of course, if you insist, I'll do it.
． The setting is unrealistic, involving ghosts, suspense and unnatural events, with no logic at all.
Intention: Always embrace the past and move towards the future
