The celebrity Zhu Yuan is dead. I still hate her. She always made me feel as wretched and hidden as a rat scurrying across the street.
And yet, I found her third gift. It was a plain music box sitting in the hospital corridor.
I casually handed it to the child in the neighboring bed.
She was dying, too.
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Alternative
时空邮递员
Type
text
Chapters
13
Release
Status
Completed
