…Mr. Yiyong, Mr. Yiyong…
I muttered it, as if I was stroking a prayer with my lips and teeth. The shell of the language was burned hoarsely, while the fiery emotions inside melted and peeled off, dripping down uncontrollably.
... Mr. Yiyong, live on.
The original work tells the timeline after the decisive battle
After five years, I suddenly returned to the pit. If there are any bugs, please let me know or treat them as private devices.
Contains Feng Shui/a small amount of meaning
If there is no cp, it is always cb. You can also understand it as cp in private.
Slow-paced passerby's perspective (?)
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