After years of encountering each other by chance, people who were separated met again in the passage of time. One is presumptuous; the other is belittling; the other is too high; the other is low in the dust. When the dust settles, will the two parallel lines at the beginning have the possibility of intersecting at the not-so-distant terminal? The last thing left is Tian Xingmu's words, if you are well, I will be the end of the world.
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