The short summer, alternating between cold and warm.
The warmth melts the whole world. Even if the ice comes, even if the end of the world comes, I am not afraid anymore.
But the end of the world has really come.
Ice is light foam, ice is light powder.
Zi Xiling, is this your choice?
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit.
Is the ultimate principle of the game.
Ahhh.
How about being a king?
What about being a bandit?
But we all ignore the real game.
We all thought this was the most ridiculous game, where the winner was the king and the loser was the bandit.
Is it true that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit?
No.
If you lose, you die.
Death of heart.
The world is collapsing and dying.
Because the real name of the game is love.