"Ah..." Yuan qianqin woke up from a dream.

"it's the fifth day in a row, having that nightmare." Yuan qianqin sat up, wiped the cold sweat on his head and walked into the bathroom in the room.

looking at the spray of water, yuan qianqin's brain appeared the outline of the man. Who is he? Why did he save himself? Is he a bad guy?

at one o'clock in the morning, a woman with a bag on her back walked wearily on the street. There were few people on the street.

when a woman walks into an alley with only a weak yellow light.

a man rushed over, his hands...