There are no signage in the city here and I get lost in the empty streets.
The lights as bright as Maizhou could not leave behind the hurried footsteps of the crowd. The darkness of the deserted street in the dark night was about to swallow people up. Encounter spring. In this day and age, everyone says I love you. 365 Degrees of lies.
Golden Age, Silver Age, Bronze Age, Heroic Age and Dark Age. In which era are we able to enjoy soberly and freely?
I just want to be happy. From all angles, this requirement is a complete mess.
I realized that my writing must maintain a kind of virginity.