scylla

月读去搞他买的那个霞去了，来不了了。

scylla

It was not sleep, for one is not aware during sleep. Of this place, I was completely aware, yet it was not a place of discomfort. It was neither dark nor light, cold nor warm, sad nor happy. I heard no voices, saw nothing and felt no pain. There was no stench of death, no sense of touch and I did not float above my bed. I did not see God, as others would have us believe, nor did a trap door open dropping me to into hell.

scylla

说的好像蛮有道理的！！！！！