The wind and smoke were quiet, the grass and trees were flourishing, Qi Zhe was struggling from grief, his eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were tightly closed. It seemed that after experiencing extreme suffering, tears slowly rolled down his cheeks... When he heard that the person who was indifferent to everything had left him forever, and when he ran his fingertips over the handwriting he had written, he found that he was wrong. He was so regretful! He could imagine that it was the first time that Yan Su silently loved someone so fiercely, loving him more than himself. At the last moment, he understood... A robot voice sounded in his head, telling him that he had a chance to be reborn. How should he choose? So how should he live this time?
Intention: Please treat everyone who is kind to you gently