Between the blooming and falling red lotuses, thousands of years have passed.
Wukong is trapped in an illusion and cannot escape. The past is repeated over and over again, forgotten over and over again.
Until the end, the long dream finally ended, but I could no longer remember the name that was engraved in my heart - Nezha.
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????? Clean you up
Damn, what's wrong with Lu Mingfei? [Question mark]