Rebirth 1975: Starti

Only the old man's raspy, feeble voice and the rustling of paper and pen broke the silence in the ward.,What caught the eye was a row of beams, very old-fashioned. There were no ceilings, just exposed beams blackened by smoke and ash. On top, you could still clearly see webs of various sizes.,She loved him, loved him to her bones, she wouldn't allow him to suffer even the slightest bit of grievance!。