Why do people die and where do they go after death? I want to give my own answer.
It's hard to live, but it's impossible to die. What will all the ups and downs bring to us?
Isn't it a kind of black humor to seek real death in a world called death?
Mo Bai: Haha, how did I die? Where am I, becoming the dead? No, I'm looking for real death!
PS: The heroine does not have CP, please have CP for group portraits! Readers who are interested are asked to detour.
Intention: To live towards death