Schizophrenia and Darkness Attack & Qingfeng Mogu Literary Sect
Review old things & warm up to new things
The king is born between heaven and earth. If he restrains himself and returns to etiquette, and if his love overcomes his desires, he will become a square inch.
There is a rain that has been falling for ten years trapped in the square inch of the past.
Standing in the rain was a long-dead man.
The man was wearing white clothes and holding a paper umbrella with a poem written by Wen Gu written on the umbrella.
The white sleeve fell into the mud, was repeatedly sunk by the rain, and then floated up again.
Wen Gu said: "Born in the imperial city, you and I are both pawns."
But what he didn't say was: he was the one trapped the deepest in this game.
Intention: Born toward the sun
