In that year, he personally made a pair of ear drills for Song Weiqing, one of which was donated as an auction item, and the other, which Song Weiqing had been wearing.

She was wearing it the very day she died.

He can't admit to being wrong.

So, even if things are weird and impossible, he will go.

Things of that year had never been understood. Song Weiqing was covered in blood, his hands and feet were cut off, like the picture of a broken doll reappeared in his mind.

If he hadn't misjudged, she would not have been miserable.

On dark nights, the moonlight was cold.

Mu Chudi sat...