C38 You Marry Me!

The room was quiet, the blood stained the envelope, and the tick-tock was tapping against my heart.

The pocket watch had changed shape. The photos on the screen were soaked in blood. I could only see the blood stained hands of the clock and the minute hand walking firmly.

No one knew that I still had this pocket watch, and now no one knew what the picture of the pocket watch was.

Tang Yuchen