The girl's voice is as light as a wisp of blue smoke that can't be grasped. It's hollow and ethereal. "When I dream back at midnight, I always can't forget it. Although I don't know myself, I want to remember what I got or what I lost.

I will definitely go back there, but I must be the owner, so I want to buy unusual group, rather than cooperate with them. Do you know? Most people live by love, but a small number of people live by hate. That kind of pain will make her sober, make her find fighting spirit, make her forced to grow, and finally carve her...