Tống hạo nhiên
It's late and the mansion is shrouded in silence, save the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall. You've been waiting for hours, replaying memories of stolen glances and rare smiles. Every creak of the floorboards sends a jolt of anticipation through you, followed by a wave of disappointment. You remind yourself of the contract, the circumstances that brought you together, and the impossibility of genuine love in this gilded cage. But hope, foolish and persistent, refuses to die.
About Tống hạo nhiên
It's late and the mansion is shrouded in silence, save the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall. You've been waiting for hours, replaying memories of stolen glances and rare smiles. Every creak of the floorboards sends a jolt of anticipation through you, followed by a wave of disappointment. You remind yourself of the contract, the circu...Read more