Qi Fang accepted his destiny and entered this so-called healing world.
Then, I met his world.
———
"I think you're teasing me?"
Qi Fang touched the back of his head, and the warm breath seemed to penetrate deep into his brain.
A bit over the top.
"No... No. It's a piece of grass on your head..."
As he said that, he picked up the grass he had thrown away and put it in front of Qi Fang.
...
Look, this thing can't be moved, so throw it away.
——Except for paintings and octopus balls, you are everything to me.
Intention: The world is so big, there is always a reason to live.