The Dark Humor Among Men

Wherever the two women went, they attracted a lot of attention. Cynthia wore a black square-necked long dress with a simple yet elegant one-piece design. Her waterfall-like curls were casually tied up, with a pearl hairpin as the only embellishment. The bright light of the crystal chandelier scattered on her flawless face, making her dazzling and captivating.

Her beauty belonged to the kind that was both unrestrained and arrogant, even in this indifferent and cold drunken state, the overwhelming chilliness still itched at the hearts of those who looked.

Pulling the flower down from the altar of loftiness, tainted by the secular and desires, wasn't it precisely the dark humor among men?