if I can. "". During the period of living here, I have written some poems for you. When we meet, I want to sing them to you face to face. "Eden's eyes moist slightly as he looks at the familiar fonts....of her immortal body, things will be in trouble.Caran watched the white shadow rush towards her, with a pick of her brow, with no sign of dodging. She took a deep breath, leaned her head back, and the...