"I'm dead. What are you going to do?" In the fall of 22 when I was abandoned by everything and left alone, I was supposed to be a murderer. The girl killed by me got ten days of grace by "postponing" the moment of death. She decides to devote her precious ten days to revenge on those who have ruined her life. "Of course, you'll help me, murderer." As we continued to take revenge, we unknowingly approached the truth behind the encounter between the two. It's a sad but warm memory of everyday life. And that day's "goodbye".
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