The beginning of one story begins with the end of another.
I want to cry in the lonely tomb, but Nanji is blocked from returning. Here is my name, my name is Nanji.
Although I am not the protagonist of this story, it can be said that the story itself happened because of me.
My name is Li Piaojun and I am a policeman. My story involves a big secret. The ending of the secret allowed me to find a person who I look forward to and accompany. His name is Wang Ran. As you can tell by his name, he is a very confused little guy.
My name is Wang Ran. I am always called a little guy by a police uncle named Li. In fact, I am not little at all. I am just a little bit younger and shorter, and I always like to be confused.
In this world, it seems like nothing has happened, but it seems like everything has happened. In every region there are people who like to believe this or that. In this world that believes in science, let us listen to the "legends" about God, which are just random fabrications.
You deserve sweet love! But you have to believe that this is just fabrication
Intention: Only by making things up in this world can we have the meaning of survival.