Happiness is extravagant joy. I regard the unknown as a gamble and muddle along, facing the bright future.
Maybe it's because I don't know what will happen in the future, so on this day,
Only in front of me would I forget everything and become hysterical.
What would life be like if we lost this body that we depend on for survival? Will it survive in another form, or turn into nothingness?
Xiangwu Cat is looking for the answer to this question. Along with death. . .
The truth about death is revealed step by step.
Conception: