Once upon a time, there was a mountain. There was no temple on the mountain, and there was only a sand sculptor who worked all day long.
The psychotic sand sculpture master × the apprentice who looks cold but actually complains about the Emperor
Classmate Youjun, who was supposed to be a winner in life and have a smooth sailing, made the worst decision in his life and has been involved in all kinds of mysterious turmoil ever since. But looking at the master eating melon happily, he suddenly felt that this seemed good?
Intention: Thoughts on the road of love