| classification:Science fiction |
| author:The Poet of Eternal |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:01:52) |
The wind mingled with the rain, whistling through empty spaces in a way that felt eerily haunting. It was easy to imagine oneself on a horror film set. Yu Xing felt like she was living in one, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the umbrella handle, her face as pale as a ghost.,This place made him feel very uncomfortable, but he had to come.,How could it be so cold It's like a lifeless thing without any temperature.。