Their lives grew in sunshine and tenderness, and later, they lasted forever in death and blood——
Jiang Yan never thought that his children would also enter this inhumane game. He originally thought that his children's painting style would be like this.
"Ah, I'm so scared! Jiang Yan, save me!"
I didn't expect it to be like this: "What the hell? That's it?"
Jiang Yan looked up to the sky helplessly and just wanted to shout to the sky, "Give me back my soft and fragrant little friend!"
Intention: Their years and years