Enchanting Empress

Stretch out your hands, palms upward, and let the sunlight lie sparsely on your palms, along the blood veins, and flow into your heart with the rushing blood. Warming the heart that has been lonely for a long time. Time has left traces of wind and frost on the palms of my hands. Under the glory of the prosperous age, my thoughts were floating in September, and the days were always calm and peaceful. I have stumbled through too many roads, and my steps are a little tired. During the years of killing, I always felt that I was very brave just to finish this life. There is no extra energy to change too much resentment in life. I thought that as long as a killer like me had money, he could deprive anyone at will...