A Three-Inch Heaven

For the first time, I found this book of Jiansan and Humanities from the sword out of its scabbard. Sure enough, back then, Jisan held up half of the sky, and there were potatoes wherever I dug it.

Damn, I almost thought Chunyang was a scumbag again.

Ah... This shows that writing about swords is a habit (?????)

So you see, sometimes, if you don't want to turn around, the traces will disappear; if you don't want to be silent, the wind and rain will stop. When love is doomed and we are so stubbornly stuck on this road, do we have any other choice but to be doomed?

Mom, I'm crying. I miss my master. TAT

Ji San oooooooooo, it's been a long time since I played = =

I'm also a bad guy, but I'm already A. . . . Playing with Ji San, you can't escape in the end even if you don't love it. . . . The inevitable outcome is all kinds of abuse. . . . . Now I believe that love must die. . . . .

It has been almost half a year since AFK, and I have lost contact with all of Kensan's friends. Thinking about it now, I feel really sad...

When I read it before, I only watched the beginning, but I finished it today, so I want to say, I am a master-disciple controler, what can I say...

Well. . It's been a while since I came back to read this article. . I also met such a good master when I was playing online games back then. . It's a pity that I left after not playing for long. I occasionally think of the master. . All kinds of nostalgia. .