Treacherous Collector

Chapter 78
On May 2004, 5, my cover was gone.

It tore off several "fragile items" labels affixed due to multiple consignments, and walked out of the house in three steps and two steps.

Qin and I supported each other and asked loudly why it was leaving.

"I've had enough!"

The piano cover said.

"I'm fed up with human hypocrisy, fed up with your ignorance and cowardice, fed up with your company of alcohol all day long, deceiving yourself and others."

"If there is an afterlife, I hope you will become a mayfly living at thirty degrees north latitude."

"In the 68401st second of your life, the sunset is falling at a speed of 1440 kilometers per hour, and you feel that death is approaching at almost the same speed. At that time, you realize that everything you have now is very precious!"

After all, it left without looking back.

(End of this chapter)