A woman dressed in black, her heart's clothing darker than those around her, her face pale and devoid of any emotion, lay with closed eyes in a man's arms.,He was a man, but completely unaware. With a mask covering his face, he couldn't see the true nature of his fellow man. But those eyes that peeked out were now filled with fear, and the hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably.,The braided ponytail was even worse, but the thick bangs across her forehead were still stubbornly fixed in place. Her eyes were obscured by the heavy fringe, making it hard to see her expression clearly.。