Everyone has two pieces of paper in their life. A piece of paper is written by God, compressing your past into a dense and dense form, yet clearly visible at a glance. This is his job and his destiny as God. As for the other piece of paper, it is your own thin memory. When a gust of wind blows, you can see the thin and cautious cuteness of the words on the paper.
——Tiao Yue An Ai
ps: This article is about time travel and has a healing element. I plan to narrate and develop the plot in two parts with different persons, ahem, to carry forward the fine tradition of healing. Although sometimes the thoughts in the article are a bit dirty, I will never let the disgusting polyamorous love relationship appear in the article = =! ! ! ! Our aim is to "protect every lovely prince". =. =