Meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of happiness.
Meeting the wrong person at the right time is a kind of sorrow.
Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a sigh.
Meeting the wrong person at the wrong time is a kind of helplessness.
Happiness or sorrow, a sigh or helplessness.
None of that matters.
What matters is that I met you.
But as the years go by,
when the world turns blood-red and hope disappears,
when darkness and fear circle all around us,
whose hand will reach for whose,
and walk with them all the way to the end of the world?
This story contains major, major landmines.
The characters are completely out of character.
If you don't like it, just click the X in the upper right.
Please don't flame me, thank you.
Slowly filling in the plot.
What about the extra story about Zijianhua and Longquan?
When can I think about it again?
Clear stream, clear stream, I am yours too, really take me away_(:зゝ∠)_
Finished with flowers ~ so well written!
Damn it, don't do this Let's continue telling a few more stories_(:зゝ∠)_ I was very upset by the sudden ending_(:зゝ∠)_ [I actually calmly accepted Lao Zheng's ending, which was expected and expected]
I always feel like it's not over yet, so why did Jian Hua survive? We didn't talk about the peak season rebellion and so on.
Be happy, keep working hard, don't cut off the root, otherwise it will really collapse.
Kaisen, updated again, great
There is actually an update?? Happyヾ(*ΦωΦ)?
Today I still habitually click on it, glance at it, go back, and then freeze, my heart pounding, thinking I saw it wrong. Then I clicked in, and it was really updated, hehe, it's great.