一个很诡异的东西！
婆罗摩笈多……
-- Losing him was blue, like I've never known. Missing him was dark grey,all alone. For getting him was like trying to know somebody you never met. But loving him was red.
婆罗摩笈多……
-- Losing him was blue, like I've never known. Missing him was dark grey,all alone. For getting him was like trying to know somebody you never met. But loving him was red.
