On the Jingzhe day, the sky breaks through the clouds.
I have long been accustomed to rummaging through scrap metal piles for a living, and my fingertips are all covered with traces of engine oil.
There are two types of people he hates most in his life: rich people and officials.
However, Cen Yuan had them all.
Cen Yuan is the most famous joker in the family, he spends his days laughing and fooling around.
When I met him for the first time, I felt that this man was not in his right mind.
The second time I saw him, I felt very sick.
The third time he saw her, he found that he didn't seem to be normal either.
The ancient divine bird sleeps under the ruins, and two incompatible souls warm each other in the apocalypse.
One climbed up from the mud, and the other fell from the clouds.
They bloomed the cleanest flowers in the dirtiest places.
——The Jingzhe woke up not only the insects and snakes, but also the heart in my chest that had been dead for a long time.
Concept: Scenery once familiar
