It was a night when it rained, so it was so wet that the air smelled of wet moss. The garden of the villa has not been trimmed for a long time. Everything is chaotic, chaotic, unclear, the field of vision is shaking, everything is shaking with her.

Song came to the villa in July. How could she be here?

I don't even know where I am.

The surrounding walls, furniture and lamps, are all very vague.

Suddenly, a little girl appeared in her sight. Her hair was tied up with a ponytail, which was the kind of high ponytail. It swayed and swayed with the pace. It was very...