This is part of my master piece: As the man lay dying from his stab wound, he grabbed ahold of my sleeve and insistently whispered: “me...innocent…no...” I saw some sort of light in his eyes slowly extinguish, and I realized that he would never tell me the truth. He was made with lies, and now these lies will no longer alive. Only now I start to get into him, slowly, slowly I remove his mask...
杀 张恒
霸王直接COPY这个就行 |