The rain fell sparsely by the window, and the smell of stinking ditches filled the air. I feel worms crawling on my body, mosquitoes laying eggs on my body, the door is opened, why are you screaming, weren't you the one who killed me?
The Ten Thousand Years Best Actor Was Attacked Affectionately by X's Paranoia
Lightning protection: Shou dislikes attacking from beginning to end, be, bloody nonsense
Note: If you don't want to watch, stop it in time, so there is no need to block each other.
Three views of characters, do not rise to the level of author
Short stories, published in February 4th, updated daily (painting a pie)
The full text needs to be overhauled and is temporarily locked.
Intention: sadness