When she walked on a road, when she started running with him, when she walked into every trace of her life.
Luo Bing began to doubt whether everything here was real.
What is fake? Is it the person's feelings for him or the person himself, or is it the memory that exists in his mind.
Everything becomes a set pattern, so how to find a way out, find the center of the snail shell, and break the snail shell?
