| classification:Science fiction |
| author:<delayed> < |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2026-01-23 10:51:28) |
Xie Shuning leaned listlessly against the window, closing her eyes against the cold wind of early spring.,If he didn't care about face, he would probably just barge in with a knife and kill him.,He lowered his head, gazing at the ground. His gaze was fixed on a hairpin he wore in his hair.。