Black jade has a terrifying decay that makes people forget it. It can be said that flowers fade away when flowers see it, birds fly by and fall, and humans and animals flee in panic. . .
Ahem, there is one thing that is particularly bad about me. I am a sinister person. My favorite thing is to watch movies with gloating.
Chu Ge, the unlucky boy. ("Xiaoyu, where did you find this unlucky child?" - Mo Yu's eldest sister's conclusion.)
("I haven't seen a human being who doesn't know whether to live or die for a long time. How long can this person live?" - Mo Yu's dearest brother asked coldly while holding a foreign book and reading it.)
"Huh? You really want to know? I think he should be able to live for a long time. At worst, I can ask my eldest sister to give him a talisman."
"You brat, my talisman is not that easy to get. Are you sure he won't die faster if he takes it?"