PREVIEW
... City of its splendor, leaving behind a sketch drawn in black and white lines, exuding a sense of solitude and bleakness.
This was the second winter since Xinjie City had become a Planning Area.
Picking up the phone, the somewhat desolate voice of Tang Feifei came through, "Qiu Tu?"
Qiu Tu hummed in acknowledgment, "It's me. What's happened?"
Qiu Tu calculated the timing. Tang Feifei should still be in a meeting. So this call was a bit strange.
Indeed... He ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE