No one survived
That autumn, the bleak autumn wind blew through the hair of the hair-length girl, turning the wheel of fate.
The withering of the rose boy
Drug trafficking undercover lurk
The anti-drug road is long and dangerous.
Who are you?
Who I am?
Mystery of identity solved
Drug dealers laugh constantly
In the gray zone where no one survives
me
I want to find a way out
with you
walk side by side
(It's not updated very regularly, so if you don't mind, you can save it and read it, but I will try my best to stock up on manuscripts)
Purpose: Anti-drugs
