/ Confucianism calls the world, Buddhism calls it calamity, Taoism calls it dust. Thirty years is one life, five hundred years is one calamity, and one thousand years is one dust. / I really can't control the direction of this article. If there are plots involving Xiaobai and Lei, that's not what I want. If you can't stand it, please tell me directly and I will work hard to improve it, or you can just close this article so as not to pollute your eyes. Everyone who is reading this article, I thank you in advance ~ / Content summary A human life is only a few decades. A hundred years later, walking across the Naihe Bridge is a new beginning. I don't know what went wrong in my life. We came to this strange but familiar world. People with familiar names appeared in my life one by one. Maybe, I should say that I am lucky, but I can't give any definition to my life in this way. /