Witnessing the fire with my own eyes, I even felt it with my own eyes, as if it was my female ghost who was burned by the flames, and the whole person curled up into a ball when she detached from the host’s body. She hugged her head, whispered and fast, with a gloomy and urgent tone: “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t…I’m not going, I’m not going, I’m not going...”
She opened her eyes is the fire, closed her eyes is still the fire.
Open your eyes are those two madmen, close your eyes are still those two madmen.
Maybe she was crazy too, but she never realized it.
Pipa screamed beside her, and the strings quivered slightly, but it was a pity that there was nothingness here, and it still couldn’t move.
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