Children. It was just a small fuzzy flesh. She wept at the flesh and blood. Then she buried it, handled tears and blood stains, and ran back to the house secretly. The next day, she was still a good boy with a smile. But since then, she will vomit when she sees blood. Since then, she has never had a child…
I looked at my sister’s face and said calmly. My sister is still very quiet, just a little pale. She trapped herself in the soft sofa and listened.