The golds are under the boys knees! But this was only for men with bones.
The moment Zhou Ziang knelt down, I felt a bit touched. But soon, the sadness in my heart was gone.
I've suffered too much from him, and I've lost consciousness.
Zhou Ziang's body was bent over. He knelt on the cold stone steps, and the night wind whined past his clothes. His body shivered, and the empty bottle rolled back and forth beside him.
The sound of the glass bottle rolling on the ground, with the rustling of crushed stone rang out beside us. Other than the occasional buzz not far away, it was the sound of the gravel rubbing.
I looked at him, I was sad. Actually, I had imagined that he was truly repentant, but I knew that his so-called regret was because a better choice he had made at this time.
Zhou Ziang silently knelt for two whole minutes. Qu walked to Zhou Ziang's front and ruthlessly smashing the glass bottle towards the stone pillar.