author:Dàcāngyuè
state:serializing
brief introduction:
As he spoke, the old man's voice grew softer and softer until finally, he closed his eyes.,What caught the eye was a row of beams, very old-fashioned. There were no ceilings, just exposed beams blackened by smoke and ash. On top, you could still clearly see webs of various sizes.,She knew Zhou Yang's heart was no longer here. Forcing him to stay would only turn him into a lifeless shell and make him hate her for life!。