The woman's screams stopped, and everyone's thoughts stopped abruptly. The men who were shouting abuse just now also fell silent at this moment.
By Song Guifu3 months ago in Chapters
An old tungsten lamp hung in the center of the room by a black wire, flickering dimly. The quiet atmosphere is like ink dripping into clear water, spreading in the room.
By Song Guifu3 months ago in Fiction
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