街角的猎人

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     Such as water erosion of the life time of the knife, it is no longer sharp. However, it is tearing past the pain of the people can not afford more. As a night, rain Piaoling streets. Neon Yingchu dark ghosts of the way. People are still on the lonely. To the big rivers of how to hide a sudden heart attack in An Yong, the black again this night than the long wait for even more desperate ah! Have no hope that all the expectations, and so is the shadow of openings and I speak.      

       Similarly, this night, like I was flying confidence in the smoke. Those from the food at night is warm, I think perhaps these are the Food and Wei Wen pointed out the significance of my life and your presence. In between, at least at this moment I live in. However, I no longer feel pain, loss of life is only one day of the hair. Deep sorrow？ Yes.   

       Open their hearts door, Hunshui in Qingke all the annexation. Self-esteem was hurled to the smash, numbness! Numbness! Continue to numbness. This is the feeling I have to, the moment lost, all the gaps. Wake up again, the night turned into a witch's 288 Doupeng, the wizard who are locked into the darkness. I am still lonely, or a volatile time was the moist air, a spider web in the corner of the game……    

      Yeyi diffuse the throat. Choose to leave the day before.(夜是孤独的食物英文版）