No matter sad or sad, happy or depressed, these people and things have gradually disappeared, leaving only a fox living in the mountains and forests squatting in a silent ancient temple, telling these stories one by one.
So, where to start?
Since I met Nadeshiko first, let's start with Nadeshiko's story.
Don't ask about your journey, don't ask about your return date. In the cold ghostly cries of Youdu, I saw your face in a trance, shining brightly in the underworld.
Purpose: If you like listening to stories, if you like my writing, then come.
