One year, 12 months, 365 days, more than 8,000 hours, more than 52,000 seconds... Countless scenes. The sadness that was too fleeting or unforgettable for no reason may really be an insignificant dream. I just remember it very clearly. Han Su stared at the sharp-jointed hands in front of him. Those hands had wiped the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, smoothed the messy corners of his clothes... There seemed to be a smile at the corners of his mouth. "Let's go." The arrogant and unruly boss Gong × Bingshan's cold face is uninhibited
Intention: Good and evil in the world
