When I return, I will rest in the Zhuhua River and wait for my horse's hooves to clear the night moon.
Be relaxed and solve puzzles and fall in love. The young master of the villa x the romantic knight [this romance is not that romance]
Bamboo horse, bamboo horse.
Essay. It's not the first one, but it's probably one that I can stick with. A world in my mind. Maybe the writing style is immature and the description is not perfect.
May the years be good and may the world be immortal.