The feeling this girl gave him has always been weak.
There is an illusion that it does not belong to this world.
He slowly stretched out his hand, spreading his slender fingers, even the skin on his hands was delicate and smooth, and the porcelain was flawless.
But he just looked at Harper and smiled: “Does it need to be dead?”
Harper looked at him and nodded slowly.
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