We can't play God, unless we sacrifice ourselves. Who says, anything is better than nothing. Who knows, the price of that anything. We can't change the past. Then how can we change the future? Coz what we will have tomorrow, all depends on what happened yes...
汤姆之死。 黑暗中年轻人闪闪发亮的眼睛，望着故作伪善的典狱长，满怀希望以为自己可以救下恩师。听到典狱长询问他是否能在法官面前【qián】诚实作答，汤姆毫不迟疑的回答：yes,sir.just give me that chance.典狱长笑了，拍拍汤姆的肩膀，用脚踩灭烟头，给黑暗处的杀手一个眼神。 枪声...
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