C323 To the Feast

The sunlight from the window shone on Blacky, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth. It was as if the world had lost all connection with him in an instant, as if he had never truly known this world, nor had he truly known himself. A sigh came out of the house, carrying with it an endless melancholy.

Hua Xiangrong had not left the room for a few days. Every time he wanted to sneak out