Intertwined in the stunning and gorgeous curtains and the self-satisfied tone under the moon, people are always willing to use their most vivid life to drink a bowl of human fireworks and quickly show the rest of their lives. The coincidence that I like very much may be that I met you. I was sitting on the bow of the boat, half-drinking, imagining that you would stretch out your hand and take away my wine bottle, with the coldest face in the world and the gentlest tone: "Remember the last time, you still drank? If you drink secretly again, I will punish you." Isn't it worthy of this scene that I should drink the wind and sing the birds' crows, imagining your figure in the wind. The social miasma of the turbulent times and the few grains of dust in the fireworks of the world are all related to our lost purity. Just like someone who is willing to stop and listen to me, knows my sensitivity, and has a clear and transparent heart... I drank the wine in my hand and wondered if it was time for Jiang Xu to come back.
Purpose: Protect the town, love in life and death