C131 Cold War

Under the illumination of the sunlight, he subconsciously moved to the side. However, after touching his empty eyes, he instantly opened them and sat up.

She was wearing a dress, the kind of dress she wore. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders and she wore a light makeup on her face. She stared at him with a pair of watery eyes, a smile that was not a smile.

Being stared at