我站在街角，看着她 walk past me with such a graceful pace. Her long black hair tied back, her lips painted red—she looked like an angel, yet there was something unsettling in her eyes.
Tears streamed down m
我站在街角，看着她 walk past me with such a graceful pace. Her long black hair tied back, her lips painted red—she looked like an angel, yet there was something unsettling in her eyes.
Tears streamed down m