Those rays of light entangled with each other and struggled to separate the last glimmer of light in the world. The old man looked at the farthest distance and asked the nearest person. Is there still light there? One more thing! And just... Hope? Going to the mountains and sea, cooking and sewing, playing chess, calligraphy and painting, astronomy and geography, the big ones can give up the mountains and rivers, the small ones can throw away their moral integrity, all of this is just to protect you. The ancient version of my robot boyfriend is as warm as Baymax and as cold as the Terminator.
