Life is like a gorgeous cheongsam, with lice already crawling inside.
My name is Gongsun Yue.
I'm dead.
Am I dead?
It doesn't matter. I should be glad that I don't have to face the messy reality.
Play the game every other day as entertainment.
But where did this arrogant follower come from?
Gongsun Yue: You are so shameless.
Someone: Hehe, Yueyue, are you praising me?
Gongsun Yue:... The charming ghost
The scornful gods looked at the two young men fighting side by side.
"God?! What qualifications do you have to touch my people?"
There is a kind of bookworm named Gongsun Yue; there is a kind of love named Song Yu. As a wise man, do you have a pure heart and few desires, or do you fall in love? What are your options?
In the year of the purest love, he fell into a place of eternal destruction for that person. In the year of purest love, he forgot about that person, but was willing to sincerely consider the other person. He was buried with his body and returned to chaos. "I can forget everything, but no matter how many times I do it again, I will choose you without hesitation. "
The two male protagonists of Infinite Stream are group portraits, crazy criticism, saucy operation, game contains hidden content, supernatural copy (the rules have low sense of existence and contain a variety of elements)
The face is cold, the heart is hot, and the fuck is done.
Intention: Love is eternal and deep-seated
