C233 Tender

What kind of concept was this? Did she understand it?

She understood.

She was now a replica of Mr. K.

Tang Beiyao...

Do you hate her?

Qiao Mu shrugged her shoulders and fell into complete silence. Her hand slowly loosened its grip on the iron railing, and she drowsily sat back down on the ground. Her gaze once again fell onto the darkness.

"Give him some time