Honestly, I'm not sure if this is transmigration, an alternate universe, science fiction, or something else.
[Ano. Just to clarify: Chapter Twelve is locked because there's actually nothing in it TmT. It was totally a slip of the hand, a slip of the hand, a slip of the hand... That's all.]
He thought that in his world, he would never see him again.
Who would have thought that, in the blink of an eye, he would find him just as before, tidying up under the dim yellow light, drinking tea, reading, and playing games?
The game was still the same.
The face was still the same.
Why, after he'd thought everything was sealed away, over, complete, and separated by distance,
had he looked back and found him again?
Theme:
I read an old article from many years ago and found that the author was Lin Chenxiu from Mingqi...
It's really one of the most beautiful Yuan Zhewen's QvQ I've ever seen... What's in it, I actually want to ask for permission... I want to change the story to regiment soldiers_(:з)∠)_This setting is really great!
Feeling very desolate
There are always things that we cannot defeat or possess
No way... I'm going to cry to death!!!
The author is a stepmother, so cruel. . . How can you be so cruel? It's so sad. . .
Life is too difficult, the time we have is too short, the time we lose is too long, and the time we can spend together accounts for less than half of our life. Burst into tears
Is there warmth in the sadness?
Oops, no more. Is it just gone?
My Wu Zhe has never been here recently really sad