She seemed to have said something that he had been looking forward to his entire life, but knew that it was impossible.
Although there were no special vocabulary in those words, did Yingluo want him to be himself?
what did this mean?
She was starting to care about him, wasn't she?
No matter if it was a friend's concern or something else, even if it was an annoyed concern, it was better than nothing!
Qing Qing Qian Qian Qian, " Huo Jingyan muttered her name softly.
In the air, there was a trace of boiling heat mixed together, dripping on his heart.
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In the dark cell, a figure was curled up in the corner.
she had no strength left in her body, and her clothes were in a mess. the pain made her tremble.
after a long while, a beam of light suddenly appeared in the darkness.
The door was forcefully pushed open with a creak, making an old creaking sound.
She raised her dirty face and looked at the person who had come, her face full of fear.