"Are you sure? Are you leaving like this?" Zhuang Xin asked, looking at Wen Huasu who was vomiting and having diarrhea.
"We have to go. We can get away now if we can afford the loss," Wen Huasu squatted back on the ground and vomited.
"Kuoliang, why are you here?"
"Awen, I'll take you home."
"Reverse·This world is empty" "Truth"
Intention: I have no connection with light, but light takes the initiative to embrace me.