| classification:Science fiction |
| author:<delayed> < |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2026-01-21 11:25:51) |
In the third month of spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, warmth can be felt. Yet, the wind that blows in our face still carries a bone-chilling coldness. A sudden and heavy cough wracks my body, each gasp for air almost costing me all my strength.,If he didn't care about face, he would probably just barge in with a knife and kill him.,My heart felt like it was being held in an invisible hand, the pain so intense that I could barely stand.。