"I didn't have time to see your appearance clearly again. I only remember the intersection of light and shadow formed by the bridge of your nose and cheekbones, hovering in the dusk that does not belong to any time zone."
Jiang Hui's heart will always belong to Lin Weiluo, the freest bird.
I want to tell a story. I'm not sure what kind of ending they will have. Let's see together.
The writing style is not very good, not very diligent, inspiration is randomly dropped, and updates are slow.
Concept: Possession and loss