In the seventh galaxy far away from the capital star, there is a group of arrogant and vulgar pirates that are incomprehensible to aliens. They fire at the hidden corners of every city and shuttle through the deep sea-like universe like cunning fish.
One day this sinful galaxy welcomed a soul representing civilization, a teenage boy named Jiang Sun. Everyone thought that this boy would be intimidated by the evils of the seventh galaxy and blocked by this bloody and cruel castle. It shouldn't be complacent anyway.
People have to want something in life, and their emotions have to find sustenance.
In the years since he was gone, Duan Linfeng may have been living a prosperous life, and he may have long forgotten who he is.
How ridiculous.
It's nothing to lie to yourself, it's really just out of anger.
He remembered that his mother read ancient poems to him when he was a child. One poem read like this:
Yaochi Amuqi's window is open, and the singing of yellow bamboo moves the earth in mourning.
Eight horses can travel thirty thousand miles in a day. Why does King Mu not come back again?
He asked his mother why he didn't come, but the poem didn't say it.
My mother said that it was probably because she had forgotten or no longer missed it.
Duan Linfeng: I died unjustly.
1V1, he, from now on there will probably be double updates on weekdays and three updates on weekends, and the deletions will be in changpei and wb
Intent: A story about persistence and redemption, a one-way journey where despair and hope coexist.