When she shined the light on my head, I put down all the masks and cried. Ying, although I don't know what you want to do, why are your eyes so sad? I'm suddenly scared, I don't know why, I feel like I'm losing you.
My heart feels empty, as if I have lost something, and I want to cry. What is it? Like the shape of happiness, is it a person or an object? I want to find my own happiness in heaven and earth. It doesn't matter. I still have a lifetime and special powers.
After time traveling, I had three changes: 1. My hair turned silver, 2. My eyes turned purple, 3. I have the ability to use snow.
This world is divided into mortals and those with abilities, including those with various abilities such as fire, wind, snow, earth, and wood.
Me: So, am I an old woman now?
Bingzi: Miss, are you not an adult yet?
Me: What? I'm 24 and still not an adult?
Bing Zi: Yes, miss, we here have a coming-of-age ceremony at the age of fifty.
Me: So how old are you this year?
Bing Zi: Sixty.
Me: So old yet so young.
Bing Zi: Your appearance changes slowly after adulthood. In addition, you are still a young girl at the age of sixty, miss. (Boom, boom, something broke?)
I don't know how to use idioms, I don't know how to describe scenes, and I don't know how to build a framework. This time I am not in a hurry and will slowly tell a vulgar story, hoping it can bring you a little fun.
Welcome, welcome, welcome, warm welcome.