C213

Mount Kunlun

Book Pavilion

The only candle that was not bright seemed to be dying

"And the one he likes, is also his Master."

"He looks at me, but his eyes are filled with his Master."

Shen Qingchen quietly sat against the wall, his slender arm casually resting on his bent knee, his other leg just like that on the dusty ground, such a sloppy and unkempt appearance