At first, I realized that I seemed to be sick, otherwise why would my heart be beating so fast when I got close to that guard?
Later, I found out that I was really sick. I remembered the Nanshan Mountain where we rode horses, the Milky Way on the lake, and the temple bell in the night rain. However, I could not remember his face or his name. I only remembered that all the memories seemed to be lingering with the faint fragrance of Buddha's hand...
Unbreakable is the result of early encounter and early cause and effect.
Waiting to be wasted, who will become the devil in someone's heart?
Even though it's hard to let go, the moonlight in the old days is also wasted
How many volumes are there
Intention: Everything blooms just because of my thoughts