He Zheng is dead.
Betrayed by trust, abandoned by loyalty...
What is the purpose of living?
He Zheng knelt on the execution ground, facing the dark crowd, and felt desperate for a moment.
Until his death, he witnessed his biggest enemy collecting his body, unable to save him in pain, unable to sleep because of his tossing and turning...
It turns out that there is still someone who loves me silently, if this is considered love.
He Zheng suddenly felt that he had touched the brightest star in the darkness.
If he had it to do over again, he would never let down this sincerity.
Conception: