When the sky is obscured by the smoke and dust of rubble, who else remembers the clear, gem-like blue...
In the desolate Nan Ke Yimeng, who still retains the lost youth.
Many years later, I began to regret that the once fairy-tale past had already burst like a bubble in the water.
The ashes of the apocalypse burn away the last bit of tenderness in the world. Killing, crime, the ugliness of human nature.
The world is shattered and wandering into another world. Gorgeous and cruel dream, after all...
Unexpectedly, it was just a little warmth in indifference, but it brought strong possession, and there were more than one... Then the cold heart of someone twitched: What evil have I done! ,