"You opened the past, and the prologue should be you..." Shen Mu glanced at the busy traffic at his feet, and his eyes were wet. "Even if there is only a trace of warmth entering the body, even just a little bit, but... It's gone, there is nothing."... Shen Mu's body disappeared into the neon lights of the city, and he went to look for his prologue...
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