Every face in the world is no longer yours,
Every face in the world, whether happy or sad, looks like you vividly.
The water on the Forgotten River is glimmering, and the green lanterns of the six reincarnations are withered and old,
Closing his eyes, the clouds were clear and the wind was gentle that day. He stretched out his hand to hold him, and they walked through the golden years just like that.
He did everything he said, but he was always a step late.
Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Tang, Hell Palace Rakshasa, black and white impermanence,
Foreword to Mr. Lin, it turned out to be a slight burden.
He watched him drink the soup, his tall figure still stubborn and happy.
The hazy mist flickers on and off, and this time he doesn't need him to forgive him.
Tomb Raider Notes fan fiction, all evil-oriented, ancient style and imaginary, can also be regarded as a scumbag attack article (laughing, in fact, a scumbag attack is not a scumbag...)
It takes years to develop, but due to the intertwining of time, the age is just a cloud (laughing)
There is no doubt that she is a biological mother, there is abuse in the middle, and she is strong, so she must be HE (currently looking at Pingxie 1VS1, it is more likely, snickering)