C87 Great Formation Under the Bed

When I thought of this, I said to myself that life and death were determined by fate, so let them torment me.

Just like that, those ghosts tormented me for half a night, but in the end, they couldn't do anything to me. The rooster sang the world in white, and they finally disappeared in front of my eyes when the first chicken cry sounded in the village.

I let out a long sigh of relief