Forget yourself, forget what you love, and wait day after day. A bowl of Meng Po soup, a lifetime of love and hatred, a lifetime of ups and downs, gains and losses, all become a thing of the past. So what's the story about Po Meng making soup by the Naihe Bridge?
The introduction is incompetent, (￣▽￣) "The title of the book... I named it useless.
The update should be stable and will not be abandoned anyway.
Asking for support (? ω ?)