C147 Knife-like Pain

What a dark path. The wind was blowing by his ears.

He was closer to me, and I didn't dare push him away. This place is haunted.

"Dear heavens, why are your palms so sweaty? Didn't you gain nine guts? "

I don't like him very much. I hate people, and I don't like anything he says.

Like a man, as he said, does everything well.

"God love, even if you are a Nine Lives Cat