We once naively thought that the world belonged to us, but from the moment we landed, it was destined that this journey was just a passing by.
"White moss, white moss, white moss, white moss, you don't care about them, let's elope together!" Jiang Zhu waved his big hand, waving a dream.
"Okay." Bai Tai also wanted to know how far she could escape. She took a long breath and showed a brief but heartfelt smile.
Intention: The intention is as the name of the article says. The world does not belong to me, so can I be as arbitrary as I want?