Streets dyed red with blood, coffins wrapped in blood-stained roses, blood-soaked bodies rotted a little, and the whole world was silent.
Who is crying silently by the side of the road full of bones? The girl sang softly in a long white dress, and her eyes were full of blood and tears, empty and empty.
My heart is in your hand. Don't throw it away, or I will kill you.
I should thank you for throwing sulfuric acid at me and giving me a bad face.
Don't take out your dirty and rotten heart and embarrass yourself.
You gave me so many gifts, what should I give you in return? A heart? A hand? Or you might as well kill it. .......