We have escaped from disaster but entered darkness. What do you think we should do? I just want to live. Only by living can I have the strength to chase the light. My sister is my little candlelight, lighting up the economy of my life, no matter how dangerous the world is, no matter how strife in the court, no matter how cold the swords are, and how cold the human feelings are. I never thought that one day this candlelight would be extinguished, and before I could even feel the remaining warmth, I would fall into the icy whirlpool. I burned myself out, but fortunately, the end of the darkness gradually became brighter. But no matter what, my spark shines into someone's sinking, and someone's attachment ties me to the end of the world.
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