Always summer, always alone, fruit always ripe.
好想写曼丽小天使。“到底是我们这种人命贱,想要把心给你看,还得把手伸到淋漓血肉里。”她哽着嗓子,音色却是透而凉,“说是锦瑟啊,不过是把破弦。”
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