Also known as: Sky City
What exactly is love, and where does it come from? I can’t figure it out, maybe the so-called love is just a colorful butterfly, it looks beautiful, but it can never be approached, if you really want to hold her tightly in your hand, she will struggle, and then rub against each other in the struggle Lost all the colors, pale from now on.
I seem to understand a little bit why I was so cautious, because I was afraid of not touching her soul, but wiped off that beautiful color!
A pure love story between a three-none man and a beautiful female tenant.
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