he killed his lover

The dark-haired young man smiled sweetly and shyly at him.

Sewell turned and walked towards the river.

He who was left behind suddenly felt a little bored.

It's like reading a script that you've already mastered.

Nothing new.

On the sixth day, he stood outside the tent and smiled at the girl who struggled to drag out the dead body.

On the seventh day, darkness fell again.

He gently supported the back of the boy's head with his hands, feeling the numbness from blood loss spreading over his body.

The boy bit his flesh and blood like a beast.

"Slow down, my baby."

He gently placed a kiss on the boy's forehead.

Finally fell powerlessly.

On the trunk behind him, a small cross scratch was inadvertently left.

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End Warning 2333 That's right, it's nothing if a chapter is short, and I can also make the whole text very short!